Me and the mules have made it to Bushrod. I'm going to take a rest
here at the hotel for a short time; take a little dinner at ye olde
taverne and then head on down the Lincoln Trail to Fort Knox. Yeow,
I'm running behind.
I'm bringing all the snow with me that anyone will be able to use and
real vaniller from Mexico. Yummy!
Sam
The candle light will always be gleaming through the sycamores.
The latch string is always out.