Robert and I, like the famous two ships – only in the daylight and not on an ocean and, actually in a kitchen – passed. Hmmn, really, the comparison with the well-known two ships passing is almost lame enough to go back and delete, but I’ve typed it and what would I type in its place.

I glanced over as he passed and told him to stop, that I wanted to take a picture, and I did.

His eyes show some fatigue, but after the past few days that’s to be expected. My mother thought he looked a bit like his great-great grandfather Wesley Wisler, but I don’t know.