SHERYL AND I JUST GOT BACK from a great Hart Sibling Summit in Phoenix, or the great suburb of Chandler, to be more exact.
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In Phoenix, you need two things to survive summer - air conditioning, and a pool. My brother has both. We spent a lot of time floating and playing pool volleyball while trying not to spill Stella Artois, and I spent much of Saturday watching college football. I hate Alabama, by the way.
The idea is to do a lot of nothing and enjoy the company. By 9 or 10 at night I'm usually wiped out. Fortunately my 20-year-old daughter, Emily, kept up and stayed up all night.
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Life is too short to not hang out. I appreciate my family more and more as time goes by. And now we look forward to the Hart Sibling Summit 2013 in Denver.
And no more vacations, for a while.
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