This past weekend I returned to Evansville, for the first time in over two years. My dad was celebrating his 80th birthday (It’s actually not for a couple of weeks, yet, but by the time it comes around he’ll be in Florida.) and my grandniece’s fifth. I had a good time. Besides celebrating Dad’s birthday, I also spent some time visiting some of my old haunts: the McCullough Library, Barnes and Noble, and the Book Broker.
And I ate. Fortunately, I only gained two-tenths of a pound over the weekend. I consider that a victory.