Thursday, June 16, 2005
Dad still lives in the county I grew up in. I call it The Land That Time Forgot; it’s one of those areas that peaked about 40 years ago, and just can’t break out of its decline. It will be the first time he will meet The Girl, so it’s a pretty important trip.
Fourteen hours roundtrip, through the boonies, with two young children, in a small car. What can possibly go wrong?...