So Superbowl weekend we track down some fabulously priced tickets to Dulles in Washington DC. So Henry fly's from Hartford to Dulles, (I don't think the flight is even an hour) and I make the big trek east from SLC. Henry's mom (Cheryl) graciously let me stay at her house for the weekend so that I wouldn't have to pay for a hotel. We have a fabulous time getting to know each other. The rest of the short weekend was spent with Henry, Rick, Cheryl, and Grandma Bowles. We had a blast, especially when Henry's much loved Giants won!!! Monday came and our eyes were more than misty as we parted at the airport. One item I must note though, Henry literally got on the plane with me sitting at his gate in Dulles, flew to Hartford and then drove home before I even boarded the plane to fly to my layover in Denver. And of course when I got to Denver my flight was postponed another few hours due to the weather. I don't think I will ever fly in the winter this much again!!!!