And then he was gone...

Martha will have to cling to this memory for 3 weeks at least until her boy comes back from college, because Jami just saw him off on the train to Chicago this morning, just after 7. 

It was funny having him back in the house: we remembered just how much and how often he requires feeding, and one car or other would disappear at odd intervals, and then when you started it, the stereo would suddenly blare out at ear-splitting levels.