This morning, I woke up feeling a very tired, but definitely better rested than I was the night before. I got a full seven hours of sleep, which
is cool. Mary made me some delicious bacon and eggs, and I went to the café to fetch your coffee. It was quite a nice way to start the morning. I then walked most of the way to Mike’s, but I caught a 12 bus at 
18th and Spruce and got off at 15th and spruce. There was only three blocks but it really saved me some time. Fortunately today’s
Wednesday it’s I can sign out late from Mike’s. I then took some pictures for Mike for a Social Security application and then Dave called and wanted me to
come up there and help him out with finding mom‘s phone book so we can call people. Also to do some cleanup of her room. I’m heading out via the market Frankford 
line in the Broad Street line. It’s only 2️⃣ minutes slower than calling Uber. Uber is an option if need be. Anyhow, I got home and quickly dove into the 20 Photo Albums that my mom had to dig in some
representation of her. Inadvertently of course I ran it to old pictures of myself with people such as Linda, Amsterdam and Kim Lee people I used to see back in the day. It was a trip just as I was catching
an Uber to Media. Alice called and we talked for a little bit until Dave called her. Things are gonna be moving quite fast. I also had to cancel my 2 o’clock appointment. Hopefully I won’t get charged for canceling two hours ahead of time, but I think I have a good excuse. I arrived at Dave’s, and I walked the dog with him. We just shot the shit and talked about the business at hand. He then left on an important error and I sorted out this box of stuff she has and found some phone numbers of people that she still had communication with which was a Royal find. Also Found obituaries from Coleman sellers my grandfather on my mom side a.k.a. my grandfather. It’s now 1:20 PM I formally canceled my appointment with Hockenberry, and Alice called me while David was away which was cool. She was needing help writing up the obituary. I’m hoping we can finish this part of the conversation before Dave gets back. Anyway, I’m in the basement and he has his lower ceiling. I’ve bumped my head like three times. I have a nice bruise on my head or at least a little tiny one. I don’t even know if I’m gonna get back in time to get the Mike’s by 4:30 which is my goal at this point, but I don’t wanna cut out on Dave because well that doesn’t have to be discuss.
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