The last email I sent out before retiring to bed last night was confirming our flight reservations from Chicago to London. Doug, me, all of the kids.
The first email I received this morning was from my brother, Robert, confirming his flight reservations from San Francisco to London. He and his wife, Kathryn.
Me: Are you coming to England for all of this?
Bobby: Sue, you know we wouldn’t miss it for the world. The second you make your reservations I’ll make ours.