This morning, I dropped Peter off at the airport in Spokane for his first flight ever. He’s going to Columbus, Neb. – via Omaha and a layover in Denver – for a week-long business trip. He’ll be training guys at the new shop.
He was one of five (I think) guys from the original shop in Ephrata to be chosen to go train the new workers. He knows how to do everything in that shop and has been there forever. Insert smiley face here. I’m so proud.
I won’t get into the reasons for inserting multiple sad faces. Blah.