This morning I flew to Las Vegas, met up with my brother Danny and flew back to Tucson with him. Then we drove out to Ft. Huachuca, AZ. And he didn't run on me or punch me in the face even a little bit. Not that he has a history of punching people in the face, but I was transporting him to an all boys working ranch in the middle of nowhere.* So he wasn't exactly jumping for joy. He was, however, smiling more than usual. He was quiet, probably a little nervous about being in a new place but he seemed proud about where he's been and what he's accomplished. I'm really excited about this next phase in his life. And I'm especially excited that I'll get to see him more often. When I get a chance to visit him, I'm going to visit this, this and this (all in the area). Who knows, maybe Danny will get to the point where he can come with me. That would be rad.
Thank you to everyone who made it possible for me to spend a day doing this- namely my dad and my amazing friend, Emily.
*My apologies to those of you who think the Benson/Sierra Vista/Tombstone area is not the middle of nowhere. But come on now, there are more rattlesnakes than people out there.