Now we are up to Saturday. It rained most of the night, and was still raining this morning. We had intended to go to Don Long's funeral in Fallbrook, about 20 miles from here. However, we talked about it, and really intended to go in spite of the rain, but there is only one road, Highway 76, and there is roadwork going on there, that we didn't trust. So, we stayed here instead. I was very upset, but I called Harriette, but all she could say was Hello, and then the care taker took over. It was 11 a.m., and the funeral was at 1p.m., and the caretaker said she didn't think Harriette could make it. I told Harriette that we would see her later, that we had sent a bouquet of flowers, to represent us. I hope the people got it there OK. It was a new florist to us. Alene, Lenon Bezzant's daughter, isn't doing flowers anymore. I finally got control of myself, after we got back up here. We went to lunch, and came back to the apartment, and I started reading Tom Brokaw's book, "Boom", about the 1960's, until it was time to go to dinner. We had dinner, and then came back here, talked to Kaye, then watched our Saturday night TV shows.