Today is the road race in Attleboro. Dan just smirked at the car driving around the barrier on 2nd street only to be turned back by the officer on Riverbank at the barrier there. He came in from the sunlight and remarked, “On a scale of 1 to 10, this day is 11.”
It makes me smile to think of the day we moved in.
I remember when you moved. Your Uncle Doug helped and then came up to Marshfield to visit me. He is my nephew so I am your great-aunt-in-law. (I think!)
Don’t live there now, am in Ohio at present and don’t do the all across the country driving that I used to.