A month after I last posted, Pop passed away. It was a freak accident in the garage, while we were moving stuff out, on the last day. He died three days later.
Emotionally, I'm fine. There are moments of sorrow, but his memory is too good for me to get down.
It left the P-38 in limbo, though. I hadn't touched it since either of us moved, until tonight. I made some progress on it, pausing for the night, at the rolled booms, as John suggested in the build video.