Big trip arrives...

Dear Nicky,

This morning I drove you, Mom, and June to the airport in Pennsylvania. Your grandparents, Aunt Duchie, and girl cousins were already there. Junie was passed out asleep. Parking and check-in were a breeze. The flight was delayed once it made its stop in Atlanta and then on the next flight there was some kind of mix up and you guys almost got bumped. Junie screamed every mile along the way, is what I heard, while I heard you were just amazingly good natured, happy, charming, and all-around angelic the whole time. And as usual people went nuts for you. I won't see you for several days, but I won't stop thinking about my little family for a minute. You're my sweet, good boy.

Love,
Dad