After pushing his dollar bills and change across the counter to the cashier, he politely said "no thank you" to the offer of a bag and skipped/ran outside clutching his purchase. The nearest trash can in our sights immediately became the new home of the plastic packaging covering his plane. He inspected it and found out he had bought the jet of Blue Angel # 2.
After that, he was all eyes on, you guessed it, number two.
We bought icy cool lemonade and toured huge Air Force planes...and thought of our grandfather and his 20 years of service.
So grateful for a restful day spent together.
Samuel and his pilot. Pilot # 2.
"I will mention the lovingkindnesses of the LORD, and the praises of the LORD, according to all that the LORD hath bestowed on us..." Isaiah 63:7