Welcome to Monday. Here’s to a better week, than last week. (and weekend) Not that it was so bad, it was just a long week for me as I have not been feeling well, been getting over the crud that has been going around. It’s just that the weekend ended with a sad note starting on Friday when I watched the escorting of the officer shot down in the line of duty from his home town out to Oakland for a memorial service for him and three other fellow officers. Then Lisa and I sat and watched the entire service, about four hours worth. Saturday was nice, I mowed the lawn and Marina and I hung out in the front enjoying the warm weather. We had tacos and a guest for dinner, that guest, Veronica’s boyfriend, leaves for Afghanistan in four days, which created some worry in us especially Veronica. To top it off, an 8 year old Tracy girl is missing and there has been a city-wide search going on for her since Sunday, and continues even now, She vanished. So here is to the hope that the week will be better, we always have hope. It’s like magic.

































































































