Floyd

I often think of my relative Floyd. He was married to my dad's cousin Bea. He was a professor of sociology at Gustavus Adolphus College. In the summer at the lake he had a tradition of study in the morning, mowing lawn in the afternoon (is that work or relaxing?) and chilling in the evening. At least that's what I remember. My intention is to follow some of his practice. Thank you, Floyd. I miss you and our summers together.