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These are some pictures that I just posted to Flickr. I don't think I posted them before, but I might have. They were all in photo albums and I took them out and scanned them all, that's what i've been busy doing. And I sure did take some crappy pictures then!

It was strange. I listened to Howard Stern and he was in New York, and he stayed on the air that day for hours after his show usually ends. I left Romulus and went to Detroit and picked up a load of lumber. But even after listening to him and the news all day it didn't really hit home until I stopped at the Walmart in Bedford, VA. the next day to get a newspaper. I pulled in first thing that morning and bought a USA Today and there was a big color picture on the front page, first time I'd seen it with my own eyes.

I was at a job site in Romulus, Michigan. I was delivering a load of joists there from Hancock Joist in Salem, VA. and listening to the Howard Stern Show on the radio.

Look at the end of the studs, left hand threads will usually have an "L" on it.

I watched his reels almost every day. Shared the same religious and political views. I was listening to talk radio on the front porch when I heard the news. It's just sad, I felt like I knew him.

I'm with you there, they do that stupid shit on the New River bridge in West Virgina. They close one side of it, it's US Rt. 19, on "bridge day" every year and they parachute and bungee jump off of it. It's almost 900 feets down to the river.

You've got to be careful out there. You know how Zina's dad cracked his femur? He got the shovel out of his garage- that's what he was doing behind the car in the picture I posted- to dig up a little bit of some kind of grass he's got in his yard for Zina. She had already told him "no" several times, didn't want it, didn't need it, leave the shovel alone, but no, he tried to dig up a little bit out by the curb. The ground was a lot harder than he was expecting and when he put his foot on the shovel he lost his balance and fell on the sidewalk. When I was a kid I was standing on top of a 5 gallon bucket in the tobacco field and the bucket tipped over and I broke my arm. When I fell in the back yard a few years ago I tripped over the stew pot stand in the back yard. The stand had been right there, in that same spot, for years and I tripped over it.

Here's another picture of the week I didn't get. Me and Roman were sitting on the front porch when he started barking at something. He was looking straight at that sycamore tree but I didn't see anything. Then I saw something go into the ditch out there by the road. I was going to go investigate but it's raining and I could have melted before I made it out there. So I was watching, waiting for whatever is was to come out of the ditch, and when it did it came out of the other end of the driveway culvert, to the right of the mailbox by that little tree. It's a pretty good ways through that culvert since we had the driveway biggerized. And it was the red fox again. It came out, trotted across the road and into the woods. Of course I didn't have my phone to take a picture, a phone picture would have sucked at that distance anyway. But it's a beautiful animal, must live somewhere nearby because I've seen it several times now.

Speaking of tires, I stopped in Parkersburg, WV. back in the 80's to get a motel room. I had picked up a load in Cleveland on a Friday and it was too far out of the way to go by the house, and by the time I got there it would be time to leave again anyway because the load was going way farther south somewhere, I don't remember where now. So I stopped right there at rt. 50 and I-77, the motel had a big dirt parking lot. I went in and asked about a room and was walking back towards the truck, a 77 F model Mack, when a trailer tire just blew out, sitting in the parking lot. Sounded like a cannon, dust and dirt flying everywhere. I had been parked about 10 minutes by then probably. First time I'd ever had a tire blow out like that, blew several on the road, but never when I was parked.

If you keep on about the Yukon Jack i'm going to feel obligated to give it a try.

I didn't want to put tires on the '87 F-150 I had, they had great tread, weren't even half worn out. But I had noticed the dry rot cracks in them. They might last several years or they might give out on the next trip. I ended up pushing my luck just a little too far, and the right front suffered catastrophic failure when I was on the way to Gladys to pick up a load of stuff when we were moving over here to Spout Spring. I went ahead and put 4 new ones on it. I hadn't even looked at the tires on my Impala but when I had it inspected last time inspector guy said everything was good but it would probably need tires by next inspection, for the same reason- dry rot cracks. So, remembering what happened with the pickup, I didn't wait. I went to the tire shop the next day and had 4 tires put on it. They were not even half wore out either. They might have been fine until the next inspection but I wouldn't want Zina to be driving it to Lynchburg or somewhere and suffer catastrophic tire failure.

Those orange peppers there are sweet peppers, taste just like a red or green bell pepper. Zina just got some hot Italian sausage at the grocery store so we can make sausage and peppers sammiches. We took some of those to Connecticut with us and that's what her stepmom made with them and they were fantastic.

Oh. Yes, we left about 8 AM yesterday and got home last night around 6. Nice to be home, with the doggy door, fenced in back yard, beer in the fridge, grass to mow, peppers to pick, and everything else. That's not all, there's lots more still on the pepper trees.

I saw a Schneider truck in the parking lot at a truck stop in Pa.

Another "dogs in action" shot. Sort of...

I was wrong, Zina's first job was at the Burger King on Queen Street, not the one down by the truck stop.

Wow, that is very nice of you. Zina says that's extremely nice. Her Dad seems to be OK, so we're going to head home in the morning.

Here's some dogs in action- https://photos.app.goo.gl/retUYhPexYGqbPtD7

Here's some dogs in the hall. Here's some dogs on the bed Here's a pickup we saw yesterday. Here's a car Zina's dad built. One of several actually but this is the only one he still has. They used to go to a lot of car shows, took it to Macungie to car shows several times.

Thanks Bob.

Now we're staying another day, leaving tomorrow morning.

Somewhere in Hartford is all I know. We were going to leave Friday so Zina could take her stepmom over there and Vicki from Florida could visit her friends tomorrow, and Vicki from Florida could take her Friday. But now Zina said we're leaving tomorrow. She said it was so crowded over there they had beds in the hallway, with patients waiting to get in a room. Her dad has already called home 3 times and left messages telling his wife to bring him a pair of shoes and something else, I forgot what he needed, and to come and get him because he was not staying there. I feel bad for him, I thought about going to rescue him but it's probably best that I not attempt any kind of rescue mission.

She said they were coming home when he was admitted to a room, and that was almost an hour ago. Place must be worse than Lynchburg General.

Zina just said the Dr. finally came, and no surgery was necessary.