Wimbledon, of course.

Once it was determined that I was going to do this trip to London, I knew I wanted to visit Wimbledon. TJ took this photo of me at the Wimbledon tube station.

The yellow jacket is Jim's, he was wearing it the last time I saw him, in Swan Lake, in late June, 2015.  It is his Pearl Izumi bicycle jacket. I kidded him some that trip about wearing a bike jacket no where near a bike.  He replied it was a nice jacket, so he was going to wear it. There is a denim bag over my shoulder in this photo that I have carried everywhere I have gone this trip. It is my Jim bag, a gift to me from Sharon. The denim is from an old pair of Jim's Levi's. In it is a packet of tennis themed photos of my brother.  I am wearing socks that say Santini on them, worn while riding on Tram with my brothers.  In an old email I found his words on dealing with grief to be helpful.  "we didn't have that option in 1955 (grief counselors) and managed somehow to get through it all to a better place."   This trip is part of that, finding that better place.