First draft, fragmentary
First draft, fragmentary
On Wednesday, I got to drive down to Carteret County to pick up my youngest. She was there vacationing with friends. Headed for the Minnesott Ferry, only to find that one was broken and the my crossing was delayed by an hour. Luckily, I’m on vacation and was planning a long, slow trip to destination.
Had hoped to get across to Atlantic and Stacy and Sealevel, but the ferry mess up nullified that--should have left home earlier. Hi ho.
The ferry that WAS working was the Floyd Lupton -- the one named for an old, late friend. Thanks again, Floyd.
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Saturday, August 7, 2010