The Flog – The Fabry Log

For those who prayed for my trip last week, thank you. It went well. I traveled all day Thursday and got to WV at twilight, able to see the leaves in full bloom and glory. I got out of the car when I reached home and thought, "That smell! That's what I've missed." It was the earth dying a little.

My parents were watching TV when I arrived. We watched a lot of football over the weekend, which was fine with me. I helped out very little and we talked a lot. And ate.

I'll keep this brief for now, but my father is doing okay. He did get me mixed up with my older brother, asking my mother, "Where did Johnny go?" But all in all, he was right there with us and even made a call or two the refs missed. He's slowing down, missing some teeth, and moving a lot more slowly, but he gave me his trademark goodbye when I left--what he says each time before we hang up on the phone. "Love every bone in your body!"

The feeling is mutual.

Thanks again for praying.
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