11 February 2002

I spent time at Torrey Pines beach in the morning, with a breakfast of coffee and Cheerios, then again at lunch hour, with some peanut butter and bread. Certainly, Grampa Kujala would have enjoyed the beaches of the Pacific.

During much of today, I've been thinking of him, trying to figure out what I really knew about him, and remembering all the things he taught me. As always, the beach is a nice place to think and to gather some peace.

DWL