The problem is that I'm not ready to let Mark go.
When has that ever stopped time's march?
On Monday we drove to Logan. It is a marvelously short drive (two hours) which softens the whole Mark leaving home blow quite a bit.
It was my second time ever going to Logan and this time I had my eyes wide open because this is where my baby is going to live.
We took a campus tour and saw a housing presentation. We ate in the cafeteria and visited the book store for some swag.
Mark called it swAggie.
We took a tour of the business school, which was impressive and beautiful. We stopped by the Institute building. It was all very nice and I like it all a lot.
Still.
I'm glad it's only two hours away.
That night, I looked on Family Search and found this picture of my grandpa at Utah State.
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| He's pictured with his dad and three sisters and I appreciate my mom putting these pictures on Family Search so I can scroll through them in a hotel room on my phone. |
"Tomorrow we should recreate the picture,"Adam said.
Except this greeted us in the morning.
I'm going to need to get that kid a warm coat.
1 comment:
This sounds like a good campus tour time! Good thing Mark is a warm-blooded Davis!
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