I went in.

Through those doors.

It was a lovely celebration of Aunt Mary's life. Lots of golfing and bowling was discussed, and there was a display of her awards. I wasn't the floor show. And I didn't break into their file cabinet (I know the exact drawer) to remove his original footprints.

So.. it really went well I think.

I'm going to spin now, until my heart comes back.

I'm never going back there again.