Tonight is the first night with the new officers of Grara. Of course, I'm back. They wouldn't think of losing me! ( translation: nobody else wants the job!) The leaves did a strange thing last night: they dissapeared! In their place is this cold, hard thing they call, S.N.O.W. I'll have to google that to find out what that stuff is.
Today is George H.W. Bushs' furneral. I watched the viewing last night on C-span.
God Bless him and his family.