Thank You to My Wife…

…and daughters, feeding the chickens and running the farm and household and teaching and generally keeping the whole deal together while I tell stories on the road.  This happens a lot and I don’t say thank you enough.

In Green Bay right now (a tinge of gray in the air, the after-effects of last night’s loss to the Bears), headed for Kiel tonight.  To the good people of Kiel, I shuffle my feet and say, yep, it’s K-i-el, not K-e-i-l.  Somehow I missed that one on the postcard.

But we’ll see y’there.  Yep.