During Wednesday evening's bluegrass jam one of the guys got a call that his sister-in-law was gone, and I figured the funeral for
tomorrow at two, and I just found out I was right. At two, in Gainesville. I kind of have to go. Today is the anniversary of both
his marriage and his wife's death a couple of years ago. I sang for her funeral. Since then he's lost two sisters and a brother.
Apologies, but I don't think I can skip it. Maybe we can get in another before Heather goes back out.