My Fun Tank Is Full
Written by Uncle George: May 4, 1907 Rose before 6:30 am. Ice one quarter inch thick. Turned out a beautiful day. Made a number of negatives. We made a view of casks, barrels, and wine cellar of Arthur Cambre, who left this property to Benedictine sister, who had the wine emptied out, twenty thousand gallons running down hill. Dull and cloudy in the afternoon. Val: May 4, 2013 Dear Uncle George, My fun tank regarding Nauvoo is full, as Dave says. Or my wine barrel as you wrote. Either way, it is beyond full, actually. I am sick of rain. I am sick of being cold. I am sick of no internet. I am sick of only eating eggs and toast (well, not really--but I added that in for dramatic effect). I am sick of reruns of "Golden Girls" on the only station that comes in. And I am lonely. You and I, we travel the same. We go it alone. We take our time, both on the road and at the sights. You develop your glass plates when you find a place to do it and I download my im