sister. I hope she had time to follow at least some of her dreams. Losing a sister or brother is no small thing. That's very hard and I wish you and your family my best. I've been a dirt dweller for the last couple of years myself. We're stuck here helping the daughter with baby sitting while she does her internship. The bitch is that the hospital is almost eighty miles away so we drive up and spend a thee days every other week. After three days with a three year old I feel like I had my @## kicked by some 250 mugger rather then a 30 pound sweet little girl. That ends this next November just in time for the season to start in Mexico so I believe we will get back at it. This time we might do some commuter cruising instead of fulltime. The summers are just no fun for my wife anymore and the truth be told, not so much for me either. Kicking back, hanging on a string floating behind Brendon on a blow up 30 dollar raft from Walmart with a drink in my hand at sunset is looking pretty right good about now. It sounds like it may do you some good too but it's not always possible. Keep that thought dangling out in front of you like a carrot on a string. It works for most of us. Once again, I'm sorry for your loss and good luck.