We got back from St. Maartin and 2 days later Jim had to go to work. When he got back we went to a little aquarium called the Marathon aquarium. There were fish, gators, etc. Nothing spectacular but was fun.

Unfortunately, the next day we got word that Jim’s Uncle Bill was in the hospital. Jim flew up and within hours he passed away. I’m totally convinced he waited till I got there before letting himself go. Was a sad day but he had been having a rough time for many months and he kept saying he was ready. Jamie flew up for the funeral lugging all her clothes and my suit somehow getting it all in her suitcase.

The funeral was Wednesday and Sunday was our granddaughter’s 3rd birthday party so we just stayed in NJ for the party. RIP Uncle Bill.