When Ben wrote that his release date from his mission might very well be the end of July (and that's not even set in stone yet--and it's also a full 8+ months in the future), Glen got busy right away making a countdown chain to the big event.
He so proudly draped the massively long chain all up and down and over and around the bookshelves and fireplace in the family room.
Each night he becomes giddy with glee when he anxiously skips (okay, maybe he just walks) over to the end of the chain to rip off another link, marking one less day of separation from his son.
It should be noted here that he was equally as anxious looking forward to the return of our two other sons from their missions.
Something else Glen's been up to lately is he's finally followed through with his threat of actually having a professional work on fixing his disgustingly, deformed big toenails.
This will thrill his children to know that the Thomas talon is no longer in existence.
After 14 years (that's absolutely no exaggeration) of self-mutilation trying to fix his own troublesome toenails, he finally sought medical help.
I'm sure we can all exclaim with enthusiasm--IT'S ABOUT TIME!!!
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Wait, what?! The talon is gone? This actually leaves me feeling a little sad. That talon was there when I graduated from high school. It witnessed my graduation from college. It was there when I got married and had my two babies. Now it's gone? Just like that?
When is the memorial service?
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