Now there’s 2 more to make the world a better place: With my ukulele slung over my shoulder and a book tucked under my arm, I board the aircraft in South Bend. Someone is in my seat because someone is in his seat … and so it goes. It doesn’t really matter to me, I tell the flight attendant, let everyone sit as they will.
Here is the link to last week's column. I spent the week in Phoenix helping out with my two little twin grandchildren...Faith and Noah.
As always, thank you for reading. Until next time...