Home Again

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If I were a writer, I could do a wonderful eulogy for my Grandpa Ranney. But I can't. All I can say is that I loved him, and though I shall miss him and I am sad for the rest of my family, I am glad he is no longer suffering.

So I'm home. I eventually got my grading done, and entered. Hopefully this means I'll get my own damn grades back. Tom's taking off tomorrow for Great Bend (see parents, transport singer across state). I don't think I'm going. Some home time is all I'm ready for.