So I head to Maine today; Russ' final resting spot. I have carried him east in a Talenti ice cream jar; he loved a taste of ice cream at night! I had all the proper paperwork for the plane, but I was never asked to share it. Good thing as I really was not up for an emotional display in a TSA line.
So here I go... pack the car, find the right highways, drive north, listen to a couple of podcasts, and find someplace to have a lobster roll. One can't go to Maine and not have a lobster roll now can they?