Posted on December 11, 2009
940 miles with the 4300 foot high Siskiyu Mt Pass in the middle. One of the greatest gifts my dad gave me was a love of reading. I inherited his meager but rich in content library.
Billingham seems a long way away but close in my heart. I miss the salt air and the seagulls crying and the seals barking and the lack of aggressive packed in drivers.
With both of my parents gone my mortality is at a new awareness level whatever accomplishments in life one obtains having your mom or dad to appreciate them like no other humans on this planet ( made even more obvious by my experiences with my grandchildren).
I will be glad to be home soon.