When we were sitting listening to the scientists, I noticed one particular boy who was having a hard time keeping any thoughts in his own head and making sure that others were also paying attention to him. I asked her his name and she told me and I asked her if he was in her class. She said no and I asked why she knew his name then. She said, "Everybody speaks about him." I thought that was a funny observation.
Tomorrow we leave to go to Oregon for Grampa's funeral. Evie is coming with us and this will be the first funeral she's attended so I anticipate some interesting questions from her. But I know she will bring lots of brightness to the sad situation.
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