Arrived safely and on time. But what’s interesting is that if the economy is in such bad shape, you couldn’t tell it from the airlines. My flight from Miami to Chicago was oversold and packed to the gills, and the commuter flight from Chicago to Toledo was almost full.
Dad picked me up and took me to lunch at Loma Linda’s, which you’ll remember is, in my opinion, the original and best Mexican restaurant ever. (I don’t know why they insist on putting an apostrophe in the name to make it a possessive, which translates to “Beautiful Land’s.” Whatever; the food is the best.)
Well, as long as we’re getting nostalgic, here’s something silly from the 1940’s.