My brother had another episode about a month ago with his heart, and has decided it's time to retire. That means I get to quit too (I've been working with him since this time of year 1995). Man, what a relief. Maybe I'll actually have time to do some gardening and woodworking like I planned. I've already started pulling down the storms to repaint the window trim. Hmmm, maybe I'm not done after all, eh?