I Think I'd Rather Be in Colorado

We are here.  It took planes trains and automobiles.  I love the mountains.  There is nothing like it.  Except maybe the ocean.  But if I had to choose, I think I'd rather be in Colorado.

Tomorrow the institute starts.  We snuck in some good practice today, as well as some play, as you can see.

I'm seeing a lot of folks from last year, and Calvin remembers quite a bit from five years ago.  Back then he played The Happy Farmer on the honors recital and Mary got her picture taken with Dick Cheney.  She was the only girl the secret service men let have a picture, because Cheney was there with his grandchildren.  (Liberals, chill out, we also have a picture of Bill Clinton playing Bill Kotrba's saxophone framed on the wall. . . the signed Selmer Mark VI is in the lock box.)

Spirits are high, the kids are very excited for the week.

Bill is excited too.  He's got some time on his hands. Friday was his last day with the company he's been with for the last three years.  It came as a surprise to us.  He was on the phone all morning in meetings, then got the call around noon.  He was shopping for a new cell phone and sending out resumes by 5:00.  Easy come easy go?  We are not governed by Corporate America.  So he begins the next chapter, and my prayer is that it will be one with people that he respects and in a job that will utilize all his talents.  He's a unique and gifted man, and there is a job out there that will be right for the company, for Bill, and for our family.

This week?  Mountains and music and family.