Proctoring of homeschool achievement tests end today. I'm waiting on the last 2 classes so we can pack things up and prepare to mail, then put one classroom back together. My uncle died yesterday morning. Dorris Parrish was one of the older uncles on that side of the family, but he always spoke to me, even as a child. With a family as large as the Whites, it was easy to feel lost as a child. He would always have a nod, hug, or wave. He spoke truth, even if we didn't want to hear it. Uncle Dorris and Aunt Ovelene would open up their home to the family every summer when I came home from China so it would be easier for me to see everyone. They were so supportive of my parents when Dad became a preacher, and despite the numerous hardships and trials they encountered during their life, they were both as positive as possible until the end. We knew Mom was weaker than usual these last few months, but we find out today when the next test will be. My nephew graduated the end of the