Fall Family Weekend at Whitworth and Gonzaga had us traveling to Spokane to be with Jenny to see what ROTC is all about. It was fantastic and I really feel like we have a better idea of what she studies, how hard she trains and the high caliper of cadets/leadership in the Bulldog Battalion. It was great to put faces to the many names we have become familiar with. We had an informal lunch on the "grounds" or ground.

we went out in the field and observed and followed the planning and execution of an ambush.

Later we enjoyed meeting Jenny's roomies and family and joined them for dinner at Red Robin.

There was a

phone call that changed our plans, and it came in while we were out in the field after the ambush. We recieved a call that Joe had broken his leg during the homecoming football game and that he was being airlifted to a hospital in Bellingham. Our brains became a little foggy as we tried to wrap our thoughts around what was happening back home.

Joe was flown off in a helicopter, and Angie was able to meet him at the hospital. It didn't take long for them to decide that he had broken both bones in his lower left leg and needed surgery. Stu and Gerry Baker were there also and able to stay until the surgery was over. A titanium rod was inserted in Joe's bone and he was casted in a soft cast. He has to have the permanent one casted in a week or so. He will be in a cast for 20 weeks.

We left Spokane, driving straight to Bellingham. We got there just before 6 on Sunday morning. Joe was released to go home by 11 that day! Yikes.

He is home now and I wish I could say he is resting comfortably, but he is uncomfortable, usually in pain and being very good about it all.

God took such good care of him and he was aided by tons of people who love and care for him. It is wonderful to ponder how much love we have been blessed by.

We are all tired so I will stop here.

Never a dull moment!