My favorite aunt called me tonight. I have been seriously thinking about writing a real letter... but... didn't and haven't. I was able to tell her that everything here is fine: my job is the same; the kid is doing football camp this week, will start football practice next month and will start some summer school classes for sax; the kid is mowing lawns to finance his Xbox interests.

Elma had no exciting news to report from the West coast. She had news about my brother moving. Strange, yet not, I had to hear from someone two thousand miles away... about the activities of my brother and mom who live four hours away.

My sister had called me last week wanting to talk. But I was just about to start watching a TV movie... and really just wanted to vedge. So we hung up without saying anything. I wonder if taking the time to talk to her would have informed me of the relocation.