Thanks to all, again... A couple days after the funeral, Leigh Anne took the boys on a trip to Hawaii. A new adventure to begin a new phase of their lives. Mike would never have gone there. See, Mike wouldn't fly commercial. He loved flying. He even applied for the CCPD Aviation Program. He wouldn't fly commercial because they wouldn't let him carry on board the plane. They had a great time in the islands. First day, it was a helicopter ride over volcano and waterfalls. They went to Mauna Loa at dusk to watch the volcano. The hotel upgraded them to an ocean view room. She took a photo of that view at night and posted this with it. I knew her Dad, too. Retired CIA and some other jobs post retirement we can't talk about. He had indeed seen the ugly in this world, but, he knew the beauty - his wife, his daughters, his grandchildren, his friends. They also went to Pearl Harbor on December 7. Mike was a huge WWII 'scholar'. His uncle flew in the war. I'll close this post with something else Leigh Anne wrote the day after the funeral. As you pray and voice good thoughts for all those in Connecticut, please remember Leigh Anne and the boys.