Despite the fact that North Carolina directly abuts the southern border of Virginia, it's still 385 miles from here to Camp Lejeune.

But I don't mind driving for a few hours, especially when the reward at the destination is seeing my grandaughters, as well as my daughter-in-law. And then later my son and daughter driving in from Tennessee. And then, on Saturday, to greet Boyd Jr on his return from his six month pleasure cruise to Iraq and back, financed by his rich uncle, Sam.

So I'm only just back from my haitus, and I'm gone for a few days. Somehow, I think you'll survive. Both of you.