Two weeks in Wichita is either not enough or too much...it was a certainly whirlwind experience. Floyd has almost decided to NOT return with me in September...he'd rather stay put on the boat and relax. Things were uneventful going and coming...and everyone at home was fine. Things at my house are starting to get on my nerves though. I thought I was finally going to start on the basement repairs but got a phone call as we headed back to Philadelphia that the air conditioner was kaput...and guess what, air conditioning is a necessity in Kansas. Guess number-one-son will be supervising that installation.