i've whined in previous posts about how very far away from little a-town our kids have chosen to live. it all all boils down to love i think. not that they love us any less, but there is some inborn need in them to expand their horizons. the wanderlust that takes them so far away hopefully leads them to happiness. it's always good to hear a hint of the joye de vive in their voices when we talk. without being able to eye ball them up close and personal one is reduced to listening for nuance. in my most recent conversations with the three of them the tone in their voices spoke volumes about how life is going. each one seems to be up for the moment and life, if they're happy, i'm happy. aio