Where Am I?

It's been a crazy two days.

We are supposed to go up to Valatie NY on Sunday for my Brother-in-Law's memorial. Ron Kleemann. A true character and incredible photo-realism painter, and presence, which will be sorely missed.

I made the reservation for the hotel up there a few weeks ago, and yesterday I realized I wasn't exactly sure where I made it. There is no email record and the couple of places I think I MIGHT have made it say there's nothing there with my name. So...I'm flummoxed.

Meanwhile Sandy, my husband, has been incapacitated with a horrible neck spasm, so I canceled the dog reservation. But now the neck is better so we think we'll go if we can find a place. And the place I think we may be able to find a room allows dogs. This might work out better than before!

Ron created some incredible works of fire trucks and nascars and Macy's balloons. He was a master of puns, and oh so generous--with his time, with his hospitality, with his praise. He leaves a giant hole, physically, but inside my head he remains vividly alive and well. Farewell Ron.