Tick Bites, Funeral, and Friends

I've been a little distant from the blogging scene as of late. Alot has transpired around these neck of the woods. 3 days ago, I woke up with about 20 little ticks crawling all over me. Not a good feeling, let me tell you. All in all, I ended up with 55 bites and I've been pretty miserable since. I haven't been in the woods. The only reason I can come up with is my chocolate lab must have been infested with them, and transferred them onto the bed. Thankfully, my wife who is pregnant only had 2 bites.

I attended my great uncle's funeral this morning. His name was Lee Ralph and he was born and raised in Hartford, Ky but has lived in IN, TN, and KY. It was cool to hear of all the stories of his influence on so many peoples lives. He served God with all his heart. He was always trying to joke with whoever he came into contact with. He was like a father to my mother (whose parents died when she was 14). Standing there looking at all the people laugh and reminisce about him was a great experience. We will all miss you Uncle Lee.

Some old friends of mine rode into Martinsville, IN on their bikes to stay and rest for a couple of days. When I say bikes, I mean bicycles. They are on a cross country bike trip. They are raising money for the less fortunate. They have already biked from Maine to Indiana in 33 days. It's pretty amazing, they've been staying in tents and at friend's houses along the way. You can check out their site at Peddling for the People.

More to come.... when the dust settles
Larry Ralph