We flew out of Hobby Airport in Houston. Keep your shoes on, simple security checkpoints. However, it was a slightly different experience when flying out of Seattle. Lines and lines, multiple checkpoints, and this sign:
You can imagine how we felt when the TSA agent marked a red X on each of our tickets and said we wouldn't have to remove our shoes. We didn't quite make the age connection until the next checkpoint when we were asked if we had any artificial hips or knees.
This month marks the 40th anniversary when in a perfect alignment of the moon and stars that Cindy walked into Bob's life - literally. She and her roommate decided to check out the Golden Grommet, a neighborhood bar at 9th and Irving in San Francisco where Bob was working as a bartender. It was an immediate connection. On our first date, we celebrated Year of the Dragon in Chinatown on February 16, 1976.
The rest is history: marriage, two wonderful daughters, now married themselves, and now our first grandson, Benjamin Robert.
We're now back in Texas, working on a very loose itinerary for the rest of 2016. Looks like New Orleans is our first destination in March, and our plan is to keep moving forward without too many U-turns.
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