It is Sunday, June 10, 2012, and I will be flying to the NAWCC June Convention at 1:25 PM on June 12. I really have not prepared for this adventure except to make my necessary reservations during the time I will be in California. The girl will be coming 3:00 PM this afternoon for my instructions on how to take care of my cat, my beautiful Johnnie II. She will also pack my case with the clothing I will be taking. My toiletries will have to wait for Tuesday morning before the case is closed. My driver will pick me up at 10:30 AM to drive me to the International Airport in Southwest Philadelphia and in addition, will pick me up on the return flight. I stop to think what the hell is a near-to 97 year old guy doing flying to California…with a bum knee that must depend on the help of kind people, both here in Philadelphia and California. In my conversations with the agents of Southwest Airlines that help the handicapped, it is good to feel assured no problems would occur with seating or service during the roundtrip Southwest Airlines flight. It is exceedingly fruitful to have friends who will pick you up, and do all the driving necessary, and to help make your stay in California as pleasant as possible during the run of the NAWCC Convention. I must mention the friends I never met, but know only through our back and forth emails as to how encouraging and wonderful it will be to meet these fine NAWCC members and to share our time together at the Convention. One special important part of this Convention will be to reunite with my friend Dave Coatsworth and to share his hospitality once again. Since the Chapter 190 meeting was canceled on Sunday, June 17th, because of Father’s Day…I’ll spend the day before flying home, with Dave, wife Mo and his 10 dogs of the Siberian Huskies breed. Mo’s horse Champ will also make my acquaintance. As I was typing this posting, the girl came, packed my stuff and acquainted herself with the routine to keep Johnnie II fed and happy. I can only hope Johnnie II will behave and not miss me too much; I know for sure I will miss her jumping to my lap and putting her furry paws on my chest and start kneading while looking into my eyes with her expressive and beautiful face. I do not want Johnnie II to think her Mr. Mom deserted her. Little does she know how much I will miss her! However, as human beings with thoughts, wishes and desires, sometimes, we must obligate ourselves to fulfill our needs of the moment.