Travels with an old soldier

I'm with Dad and Margaret Beth at 99th Infantry Division conference. Travel yesterday was difficult, but Dad was able to manage it, even if a bit grumpily. Yeah, it's annoying that TSA needs to see our IDs, but why grouse at them (probably better not to if your drivers license is expired). We had a near problem when the hotel sent us to a room without disability access, though Dad requested it at time of reservation. Dad was getting nowhere on the phone with the desk, all disability rooms were taken he was told. Our bellman scribble the general manager's name on a notepad. Dad asked for him by name, and though he wasn't available, an available disability room surfaced in short order. Dad a big tipper and is appreciative of all the help he is getting along the way.

We had a leisurely dinner and greeted several friends. We're getting along, and then social contact is good. Strong camraderie, as you would expect.

Great location. Both our rooms overlook the Arkansas River. A short walk away on the riverside path is a Riverfront Market area which is basically a food court with character and local, independent delis, bakeries, and sandwich places. I had an early walk and breakfast there

A few items are missing. Dad couldn't find his reading glasses this morning. Margaret Beth couldn't find her prescriptions; she figures MaryLu forgot to pack them, which I think is highly unlikely. Our schedule is light today. Riverboat ride tonight.