Back home. After the Hot Rod trophy presentation and the runs by several other teams, including the BYU Electric Blue (I'm transferring files from my laptop to the "mainframe"...it takes a while for 22 gig to transfer) I called it a day. No, a week. I got there last Thursday. I'm sure glad I only had a 2 hour drive (relatively uneventful except for the known power brake booster and cooling system leak problems...I'll address them tomorrow) and I'm gonna settle down for some dinner and crash out in my own bed (well, I had my own bed in the back of the Burb....but...)
I had a very nice email from Ray Crowell's widow, Kim. For those who don't know, Ray C. (not RtR) was the victim of a massive heart attack last Friday and passed very quickly, and according to those who attended him, without suffering. She asked me to pass on thanks to all those who helped load up the truck and those who provided whatever care they could. You know who you are...I also thank you.
Finally, I wanna offer good wishes to all the wonderful people I met, new friends and old, while on the salt...the Magic Kingdom. Thanks to all who inquired about my health (which, all things considered, is pretty good) and to those who waggled their fingers at me and told me not to work so hard.
One of my favorite sayings is, "if it's worth doing, it's worth overdoing." Seems to be deeply ingrained in me.
I look forward to seeing more friends (some the same) at BUB in about 10 days. I guess I better get the Burb fixed PDQ.
G'nite,