Got up early this morning (the pain in the left thigh and groin is a bitch) and thought about the day and the week to follow.
* Joan and I will attend a memorial service for Janice Cook Ross today in Omaha. Janice was married to Judge Donald R. Ross, my mentor, for over 70 years. Ed Cook, my former law partner, and my other mentor, was her brother. She died recently. A wryly funny, and brilliant person, it is a shame that she will not be there when the Eighth Circuit Court of Appeals and the Nebraska Federal District Court honor Judge Ross’ memory tomorrow.
* Speaking of the memorial proceeding tomorrow, Judge William H. Webster will be there and speak about his good friend, Judge Donald R. Ross. Judge Webster was a United States Attorney for the Eastern District of Missouri from 1960 to 1961. In 1970, Webster was appointed a judge of the United States District Court for the Eastern District of Missouri, and in 1973 he was elevated to the United States Court of Appeals for the Eighth Circuit. Five years later, President Jimmy Carter appointed him as Director of the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Then in 1987, President Ronald Reagan chose the judge to be Director of the Central Intelligence Agency. He led the CIA until his retirement from public office in 1991. Judge Webster served in the Navy during WWII and the Korean War.
* Tuesday, I start chemo. I get my first infusion plus “patient education.” Ought to be interesting.
* Fletcher, one of our beloved grandsons, lives in Australia. In fact, he is an Australian citizen and is developing a distinct Aussie accent. His dad, our son, Keller, takes Fletcher on Saturday morning outings to give mother Stacey a break. Recently, the bushy, blond-haired boy busted a dance move during one those outings. As a dancer, the kid is better than his father, but that’s not saying much. Too funny!
* The river of life and all that . . . .