I haven’t been able to come up with a blog post since I posted about Dodd’s death. I didn’t feel like it would be appropriate to do one of the like-omg-usbank-is-so-annoying-they-screwed-up-3-check-orders-in-a-row!!! type posts. (Even though they ARE annoying.) I want to do a bunch of Dodd tribute posts, but thinking about those stories makes me cry.
We have answered a lot of questions by asking, WWDD, or What Would Dodd Do? Fly across the country to a funeral, knowing you may have to drive back? Yes. Have that beer with lunch? Yes. Start blogging again about that third check charge and the mean letter I wrote and how USbank doesn’t really care how terrible they are? Maybe?
I have to start somewhere though. So here is a picture of the boys, about 10 hours into our second 11 hour driving day. They took a nice nap at the end of the trip. I still feel tired over a week later. It’s nice to be alive though.