Sgt. Evans (my brother) was stateside for his mid-tour break so Joe and I were in Delaware this past weekend. We enjoyed a lovely crab feast care of the Evans'. Good food. Good company. Good times.
We also went out in my Dad's boat and treated ourselves to a delicious lunch at Suicide Bridge. The boat had a minor hiccup on the way back, broke down, and left us wondering if we'd ever get home, but after some sweet talk and a little patience, she started back up again and returned us safely to the mainland.
Paul starts his journey back to Afghanistan today to finish out his last four months there. We hope that the time will past fast and he'll be safe (avoid any permanent injury caused by muffin impact).
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