I took my first half-day off at work today. I wish it were under better circumstances.
Allen lost his son earlier this week. He was my age, but had been in poor health for quite some time. I’d never met him, but I wanted to be there for Allen, as did most of the rest of our crew. After lunch, I drove Dale, Ryan, and Heather to Perryville for the funeral. Several of Seth’s friends came up with stories to share, which was really nice.
We didn’t stay long after the service since we didn’t really know anyone else there. I’m hoping I can get Allen to come out for some asphalt therapy this weekend, but we’ll see.
JNCO Jeans are coming back, right?