I am sitting in Newart Airport waiting for a flight to Berlin, and I’ll send today’s photographs for the BLOG tomorrow from the hotel in Berlin.  Margaret, Ruth, Bill and I happened into a March of Dimes fundraising supper sponsored by United Airlines employees… The people in the photograph are United employees who insisted on getting a picture for their effort to raise money for the March of Dimes.  Life is good.  We left San Diego at 6:30 this morning and will leave for Berlin just before 6 this evening. Where in the world is Trump getting his information that Americai sn’t great anymore?  I’ll write more later, but not about Donald Trump.  (There is an alarm going off in the airport.  Passengers aren’t hurrying.  The alarm stopped.  No explanation.)  Maybe we’ve been on the West Coast too long to understand the wonderful East Coast way of doing things. The United plane at dock 120 is the one we are taking to Berlin.

In the air again:  The flight to Berlin from Newark aims into darkness.  We will get to morning in Berlin and the end of the flight in under eight hours.  I am aware again that the earth is round, and I am fortunate to experience the planet as a ball in space. My grandmother refused to believe anything about the earth except what the Bible said it was.  The Bible spoke of four corners, so she thought it had to be square.  I last saw her when I was thirteen, and she said she believed the earth was flat.  It looked flat to her, and the only authority that made sense to her was the Bible.  I wonder what she would be thinking these days about Trump and Cruz and the folks in congress who deny what science tells them about the causes of the changes in climate.