My brother arrives

Well, another fine Oklahoma severe thunderstorm came through during the night.  This "river" is now running right beside the "Q."

On our way to the airport to pick up my brother, Jon, this is what the sky looked like.

At the airport, we waiting for Jon's flight at the baggage claim.

Mama was happy to see her son.  I was tickled to see that she had felt like getting dressed.  Well, I'm not sure she felt like it, but she got out of her gown and robe, nonetheless.

Mama Trudy and her first born and her baby girl.

We are so blessed to have this lady as our mother.