This past weekend I found myself on I-20 south of Dallas, it was a beautiful day with a lot of wind. I passed my old base and then I saw the sign for the Dallas- Fort Worth National Cemetery exit and thought of George and my other friends interned there. I took the exit and stopped by to pay my respects. George's marker was done and looks great. I took this picture and asked his family if it would be okay to post it here and they loved the idea.
I still miss our conversations and his spirit, It is tough to drive past his exit on the way to the farm or to do much around the farm without thinking what George would have to say about it. I am glad I told George about the expansion of the Topias, on that I know he approved. Change is hard, but inevitable.
