I’m not a very good friend - I suck at it really. Case in point…
(Studly Hungwell, Judy Hungwell, Theresa and Matt)
Judy and I had the great fortune and opportunity to meet one of my favorite blogging ladies and her husband. Airman Mom has been a blogging friend and follower for a couple of years now. She is the sweetest lady and mom of two boys who are in the Air Force and two daughters who are her heart. Well, all of them are her heart. And that heart is worn on her sleeve as she does so much for our guys and gals in uniform. She even goes to her airport to greet incoming flights from the rock pile and sand pit.
She and her husband, Matt, were in town adding to her bucket list of visiting every major league baseball park where she can show off her O’s jersey (Matt is a Nationals and Pirate (or Phillies) fan - opposites do attract I guess.) After breakfast they were heading to Charleston for Matt’s Navy reunion. He was a ‘Nuker’ on a submarine and was looking forward to seeing some of his pals he hasn’t seen since the 80’s.
Wonderful people and I diss them by waiting four days before writing about it. I can hear y’all mumbling out there and imagine the looks of disgust on your faces. I feel the same way. I have been jabbing broken glass into my legs for hours now in contrition.
But I promise to not be so neglectful with the next peeps I meet, if you ever come back here again. I just had a few things on my mind and some stupid stuff to post. No excuse! Just is!
Love ya, Airman Mom and Airman (Squid) Dad. Come back, please! We’ll show you a good time in and around the ATL.
Sorrowfully humble, Coffey Pot!
Keem Beach, Achill Island, Ireland -
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