Back From Scotland

Tuesday I got a call from my father that his closest friend, Kenny McKay, died that morning. So, I figured out how to expedite getting a passport, and we flew to Scotland that afternoon. I've returned, but I'm too tired to say much about the trip.
It was physically and emotionally draining, and though I was sorry to leave, I'm glad to be home.

I kept a journal for part of the trip, so eventually I'll fill in the holes and post it online.

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