It was a cold and rainy night...no, really, it was. Our homecoming plans were somewhat altered due to heavy fog that sat over the Hampton Roads area all day Friday. Instead of being pierside at 11, the Iwo Jima didn't pull up to the pier until about 4 p.m., sans fanfare (nobody manning the rails, no family allowed on the pier). Mike found his girls waiting for him around 5:30 p.m....we were all cold and wet, but unbelievably happy nonetheless. We came home, changed into warm clothes (except for Nora, who insisted on wearing her Aunt Alli wedding dress), and ate a delicious dinner of fish sticks and box mac & cheese. 
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