|Grandpa Lamb was a pilot for the Nebraska Air Guard.|
|Carrying a small child while pregnant is a lot like carrying a brass sousaphone. We were all red in the face by the time we made it back to the car--climbing into it was like willingly subjecting ourselves to heat box torture.|
We spent the evening at a friend's house, barbecuing, swimming and watching their fat hens scratch around. It was wonderful to be in the country again and though we each received a few nips from the stealthy mosquitoes, we also glimpsed a few fireflies and were serenaded by the cicadas. All in all, it was a superb weekend of remembering those who went before us and being grateful for what we have now.