Good-bye Girl

This morning Kate and I said, "Good-bye," to Talia. We were up early, hoping to get to Fargo in time for a lunch date with a friend, and woke her up to hug her one last time.

I know it's not the last time, really, just the last time for two months. That makes it more manageable. Still, we were sad and dripped a little on the way out of town. Talia's going to spend this week with Donna and Loren and their crew and next Monday, June 9, Donna will drive her to the airport in Minneapolis.

After Kate and I had recovered our composure and said a little prayer for Tal, we had a fun day. We visited most of the way to Fargo -- 5 hours -- listened to a lame story on tape, and held our breath hoping we wouldn't run out of gas before we got to the city. We ate at a nice little Mexican place (Acapulco) and spent an hour wandering around the mall looking for the last few things on Kate's South Africa list. I don't think her new Ramones t-shirt was actually on the list, but it made the cut anyway.

From there, we stopped briefly at Cassleton (20 minutes west of Fargo) to admire the world's largest pile of oil cans. It wasn't much to see since it was still wrapped in shrink wrap from being moved. Maybe we'll try again next time we go to Fargo. There's a story about it in one of last week's Fargo Forums (http://www.in-forum.com/photography/gallery.cfm?id=1194) if you're curious.

We made it home about seven, had hamburgers and fries for supper and were happy to get ready to sleep in our own beds. Now I get to spend a month enjoying quality time with Kate before we repeat the process when she's ready to fly to Texas.

More later,
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