The One Percenters were in Boston the last few days celebrating the wedding of my niece Jessie, the only girl born into our family line since July 21, 1861. It was quite the affair and we had a great time.
I was within a whisker of Infantrydad's place. But we both agreed to try the lobster dinner I owe him later when family activities weren't so jammed packed. His son was still home on block leave. Besides the FDA issued some type of alert on Maine lobster anyway.
Been hearing some rumbling about Afghanistan. More on that later.