Tarzan Rides the HAM'R Kurt Searvogel
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It wasn't the homecoming that we would have ever wanted. We arrived in Little Rock late Wednesday afternoon and went right to the river bike trail to do a lap before going home and unloading a years worth of camping. When we left, everything was still green and plush. Now, you can see through the trees and the drab brown of winter is here. Terry greeted us and we saw just a few riders out. It was a short, cold and sunny ride. It felt strange to be back.
We split the chores, Kurt unloaded the van while I went to the grocery store. Sorting and putting things away will have to wait until tomorrow. We were beat. Ah, we could sleep in (although, we really haven't yet).
The phone woke us up early. I could hear Kurt downstairs. "What? Jim died last night?" Kurt came back upstairs. "My dad died." My heart dropped.
He didn't get a chance to see him. In fact, he hasn't seen him all year.
Thank you for all your thoughts, comments and prayers. The victory celebration for Saturday has been postponed.
As many have said, "I'm sure your dad was so proud of you." ~ Alicia