Indiana Evening

Went to the one and only local Mexican restaurant with my brother (visiting from Ohio) and mom. Then to Dairy Queen, and then a drive out to the cemetery to see my dad's grave. It was an outstandingly beautiful evening. My brother and I went out for a post-Dairy Queen walk in the park. This does not happen often. Almost never. Tomorrow it's back home to Illinois and diving into summer work again. I'm seeing very clearly that this book will not be finished this summer. Not even close. But I'm learning a lot about writing, about my own innards, and about my dad's life, and I'm trying to let that be enough for now.