Cooking & Baking

for my brother's funeral tomorrow. He died after a long battle with leukemia. Tomorrow we bury him in the National Cemetery in Danville, Illinois. Loretta is surprised how well I'm taking all this. She thinks it hasn't hit me yet, and she probably is right. I usually lose it when they have the 21 gun salute and play taps. My brother and I served together on the same ship during the Vietnam War. Our father is also buried in the same cemetery and someday I will be too.

I had walleye, baked potato and vegetable soup.