Losing a part of me

Father’s Day. My kids called, but did not have much to say. Leslie took me for a very special breakfast to a restaurant that her father introduced her to in Guatemala. We both miss our dads terribly and both of us have shed tears today.

We are both sick. I must have caught a bug on the airplane. Leslie and I have terrible colds and hope to be better by tomorrow.

I made fish for dinner with a nice salad. Yum!