day 128: One of the many family reunion traditions is that on the last day everyone drags themselves out of bed in the early morning and heads out to John’s field (remember, I said earlier that this was small town Kansas and I wasn’t kidding!) to set off model rockets with a truck battery. It’s probably something to do with growing up in a decidedly rocket-free neighborhood, but I’m always afraid that one’s going to run right into me. This year there were technical problems and only one managed to get off the ground before the launch setup was busted. Lucky for me.