Yeah, this time his departure went without a hitch.
in ‘25, he and my nephew were leaving early after a visit in the summer. It was still dark outside and the front door was open so they could watch for their ride to the airport. Sounds good, right?
Nope, not so good. All of a sudden there was about a dozen flying ants clinging to the walls in the front hall. After a quick exit out the door, I went on a killing spree. Luckily, the ants were kinda sluggish, so they were easy pickings.
My brother and nephew got to enjoy the cool morning air while they waited on the porch for their ride to show up, so all was good with them.