Pilot's Blog

I’m sitting here on the grass, shaded by a live oak tree, on the campus of Stanford University. I picked up a client at Lake Tahoe Airport this morning and brought him to Palo Alto, and now I have time to kill until it is time to take him back to Tahoe. So I rode my folding bike up the hill to Stanford. I had only ever been to the football stadium to watch Cal play Stanford in football, so I thought I’d check out the campus. Wow, is it beautiful, almost as beautiful as UC Berkeley. OK, so I am biased. I took a photo of the Stanford Memorial Church, a Spanish mission style building on a beautiful plaza. They have both Roman and Protestant services there.

Sara just called me to let me know that the final test result, a genetic test from a biopsy of Daisy’s skin, came back with “normal” results. Daisy saw her pediatrician today, and although very small for her age, she is doing just great.

In the interest of sibling fairness, I have a 17 year old son, Carter who is just beginning his senior year at Durham High School. He has been practicing football twice a day for the last couple of weeks and eating up everything in sight. He is truly a teen heartthrob. I’ll put in a photo one of these days.

Zoe, our four year old firecracker, is the spittin’ image of me in appearance, but she has her mother’s internal fire. Theodore (Teddy) is our happy-go-lucky two year old with baby blue eyes and blond hair. He has his mother’s soft features but his Daddy’s laid back attitude.