We hung around the open yard on the campus, walking over to the rows of stalls where food and beverages stalls. When it started to get dark, we decided to head back home and start preparing for tonight.

The Jones' and Johnson's were having a barbecue tonight at our house and Jerry should already be on his way with the kids.

When Jerry and the kids arrived, the smell of grilled food was already filling the air. We were sitting around a wooden picnic table that Dad built a year ago ...