While my feeble attempt to dry my gear failed a young Charlie from England stopped in to say cheerio and offer me some jelly beans. Bloody nice chap. I declined and ten minutes later he said his stomach was upset from the sugar and marched off.
So back to the coins:
You see the scripture on one side, the other is the church website. Now that it looks like this hike may be a going concern, my knees are holding up fine and body is adjusting, I will draw up a description for the website. If someone enters and sees the coin they will have the opportunity to join a Bible study either on line or by mail. Sister Pat T will take care of those choosing mail using the World Bible School curriculum she has been administering to thousands over the past 15 yrs. Pretty cool huh?
The ziti n sauce; picked up every last piece and dogged it yo!
Speaking of kin, you may have noticed another reason for the blog so far; posterity. (Look it up Jeff it has nothing to do w Andreas lower back.) So anyway from time to time I will share a personal story that someday might entertain my grandkids. I will allow you to read it or skip it.
The family sells the mobile home after 6 yrs (25x10.5 w addition) making just enough for down payment on a 3 acre wooded lot to build log home in boonies. Yours truly has Husqvarna model 51 chain saw w 18 inch bar. The family drops me off to run errands planning to return in a couple hours. A half hour in Im limbing and trimming downed trees. Bamb, really just felt it bang off my knee not thinking much of it. Few minutes later I feel warmth running down my leg, look down and yeah...gash in pants gash in knee. I had at times been camping at the lot and no there was no first aid kit. Buuuut I did have a roll of toilet paper. Couple hours later my wife at the time is trying not to admit she knows me as the ER Dr starts asking his questions while unrolling half a roll from my leg.
What about the uglier scar above it? No lie, several years later, within inches of the same spot of land doing the same exact thing, bam! Only this time yours truly by this time was enrolled in? That's right a high deductible health plan. Hence no stitches no ER no Dr questions just ugly (or beautiful) scar. It got infected. Thanks to copious amounts of hydrogen peroxide, TLC from a dear friend and my introduction to (cloudy) Apple cider vinegar, a very old Indian cure all, no more blood infection.