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I still don't have much of a voice- it's a strain to talk.
My mother asked about the number of people on the bus to the OUF. On the way up Friday morning we had about 54 people- most would stay for the whole 3 days. That's what I was supposed to do, if my voice had held up. Maybe a dozen or so of us went back Friday evening. The bus would go again on Sat morning with another 50 participants- mainly students I think. How all those people would fit on the Queen's display floor space I don't know. But as there are about 200,000 visitors to the OUF you do need that big a team to answer all the questions.
So today James started his Sunday 7am hockey practices. That meant him getting up at 5:45am. He was really good about it though!
At Rustle was Tanksgiving- Baptism Sunday. They are always so great I had been quite sad when I thought I was going to be away. So glad to have been there.
James' friend Basil came over in the afternoon. He was still pretty shell shocked from the early wake-up as he is on the same hockey team as James. James was pretty perky the whole day- the early wake up didn't phase him ... yet!
I got some work done during the day. My email is full of students who want to leave early for Thanksgiving. I'll deal with them tomorrow. Friday is a valid workday, people. I'll be working!


























