I got home last night after a very long day. I left for the Orlando airport about 11:00 am. My flight was at 2:00 pm EST, and it arrived in Sacramento at 10:00 pm EST.

I hate flying these days. The seat they expect you to sit in was not designed for someone with a 6’1″ carcass. My knees touch the back of the seat in front of me, and the very inconsiderate woman in that chair insisted on reclining her seat back. Sir, she said, Would you please let me recline my seat back? I should have told her my legs were attached.

I sat next to a very talkative woman from Bermuda. She and her husband live a nomadic life and travel all over the Carribbean. She seemed to be pretty self-absorbed. She certainly like to talk about herself. She said her husband didn’t like to be around people, which may explain their reclusive lifestyle.

As I was leaving the Sacramento airport I told the guy at the parking lot toll booth that even though I had a long ride home to Merced, it was still nice to be back in California. My ears and my legs were about to get a well deserved rest on the ride home.

A postscript is in order about the trip to Florida. I got to spend four days with some of the most exciting, visionary, and committed people I’ve ever seen. I am pumped up, filled up, and about to explode.

Praise be to God.