Just finished watching the Patriots lose the Super Bowl. I had been hoping on some level that they would win and complete the perfect season, but on a lot of other levels that they would lose and blow the perfect season. It’s all good. It was an excellent game. Virgil and Sherri came over to have dinner and watch with us, otherwise no party this year. Beth made some pretzel-wrapped brats, those are turning into a fave. Yesterday a group of friends from church all went to Fort Wayne to the camper show at the Coliseum. I don’t think anybody was really in the market but it is fun to look. Beth and I found a few we liked, most notably a couple of pop-ups that must have been as long as the travel trailer we used to have, when fully extended. The kids had fun climbing through them too. Pipedreams. The whole gang went out to dinner at Case Mare afterwards (after finding that the Ryan Steak House that Don Bob wanted to go to is not there anymore) where Alex had a royal fit because he couldn’t keep the large magna-doodle the waitress brought for him to play with. He thought he got to take it home, and it broke his heart.