I have just come back from two weeks visiting Jesse and Sabrina in Oregon. They live in Beaverton, a suburb of Portland. This is my favorite picture of many, many pictures I have of the adventure. I am fresh from the experience, and therefore full of new enthusiasm. It's been wonderful to see the northwest, the one part of the country I thought I would never get to see. I was treated like visiting royalty by my family, wined and dined beyond my wildest expectations. We spent every day seeing the sights, visiting historic places, dining in every conceivable type of restaurant, touring museums, historic places, gardens, and monuments. I became familiar with riding streetcars, buses, and trains with nonchalance. I pushed buttons for walk signals, looked both ways crossing tracks, walked across bridges. I stood on moving sidewalks in airports, presented boarding passes, went through security scans. It was all quite wonderful, and, in a word I never thought I'd utter, "awesome."