Thursday a.m.



Building a house in Honduras

Good morning! The wonderful weather continues! I'm not sure that I would ever get tired of this.

We set the dates of our summer trip to Honduras. Of course, due to airline issues, it could move a day or so one way or another. We have set the dates as follows:

Leave: Sunday, July 8

Return: Wednesday, July 18 

We have several fund-raising activities planned and are looking forward to a great trip. We also plan smaller trips in November and in February. I'm hoping my ambulance run will be extended into a few days of work with a team that will fly down from here.

Earlier this week I mentioned that Ben had a break-out football game last Friday night. Turned out that the coaches saw it that way also. He is starting at middle linebacker on Friday night. He's pretty pumped and so are we. He gets the opportunity because of the injuries of others, so that makes me feel badly for the ones hurt. But I guess an opportunity is an opportunity no matter how it comes. I hope he plays well.

Yesterday while running with a couple of friends, on a back street with NO traffic, we had a man just about hit us! Turns out it was intentional. We stopped and turned around. He stopped and put his van in reverse. We weren't sure what he was doing, so we started running again. Next thing we know, he comes up behind yelling at us! "You were in my lane!" He said several other things as well. Finally he drove off. I think he was trying to kill us but wants to scare us first. Keep reading.

As we contemplated this unpleasant encounter, we concluded that Johnny Furbee was behind it somehow. Who is Johnny Furbee? Read this. We speculate that Furbee has connections on the outside. Probably took the stance: "If you can't beat those "darn" (cleaned-up for the gentle readers) humans, then join them in their methods." He found connections to the baser sort of humans, the rough people who like to kill, maim, and run over defenseless runners wearing very little clothing.

We guess that he has investigated, through his human connections, and found that the same trio that killed his dad while riding, also run together. He hates runners now. The old man in the van, in my mind, was hired by Furbee and the Rebel Squirrel Nation (RSN). We think he tried to take out several of us a couple of Saturdays ago. Unsuccessful. Too many. He just did a couple of warning swerves on that day, looking for three of us in particular. Yesterday he had the three he wanted.

Hey Johnny, and I know you read this blog, you can't take us down. The RSN will not win. We will run and run well and a lot. We know how to jump and watch behind us. Call off your people now. You did your crime. Do your time.