For years I’ve wanted to head up the road and experience Pepperdine’s memorial to the victims and heroes of 9/11.
This year we just did it. And brought Mom & Dad along for the ride. Bonus: we all got to see College Kid’s new room. Believe it or not (I still can’t!), he and his roommate had never bothered to open the windows and let all that ocean breeze in. Little Dude didn’t skip a beat before he was over opening those suckers. Believe me, that stuffy room needed some fresh air. And, ummm, how ‘bout that view?!??!!! Ha! The desk he never sits at to do his work. Instead, it’s a gallery of sorts. Some of these items are for-real favorites. Some of the items are a total joke. I’ll leave it to you all to sort them… Heading down to the flags … Some of us took the long roundabout route down a slippery slope. My bad – my sense of direction has always been terrible. One flag representing every individual. 2,977 flags. Dad treated us all to dinner, and some of us (who aren’t at all worried about caloric intake) topped off dinner with Grom… The gallery behind us is full of works by “Mr. Brainwash”, whose story we’d learned and enjoyed while watching Exit Through the Gift Shop. Unfortunately, we didn’t connect those dots til we got home, or we would have explored closer. ‘Twas a good day to appreciate having each other and to remember those whose families were sadly shattered fourteen years ago.