Thanks, Ann

On the phone with sister Ann the other day, she brought up a memory that kind of sums up the Charlie Bob relationship.

Little Makena on Maui, a paradise beach.  We were there for sunset one evening.  A Salvador Dali sunset, awesome patterns.  Whales playing just off shore.  A "OK, where do I sign?" moment.

She was sleeping over at the house here once.  We came home from some place at night, singing.  Some silly fun song.  We were laughing and singing.  We did have fun.  She thought it was funny, remembered it all these years.  I don't remember the incident, but I can sure picture it, we did have our songs.