Greg is the brother of my friend Sarah from New York. He lives in Richfield, where the hotel is, and took me out for dinner and a couple of beers at an old dive bar haunt of his. His cousin-in-law Tanner was in town visiting and came along too. We even got to see some kids hacky-sacking in the parking lot, the first time any of us had seen anyone doing that in over a decade.
They wanted us to feel right at home from the start. Jan set up the sofa bed while Dad and I showered, and then we shared some popcorn and nominally watched golf while Dave and Dad had a good long discussion about how things have changed since the old days. After breakfast this morning, Jan packed us a couple of snack bags for the road, and told us "Thanks for stopping by!"
Thanks for having us!