He would answer by grumbling, "I'm FINE!"
We have no idea why a procedure that was done through the esophagus would make him have sore legs.
The main reason we went to St. Louis was to visit his sister and her husband. We had not seen them for quite a while, and we missed them.
Pat wanted BLT's for supper Friday evening, so we all went to the Des Peres Schnooks store, my favorite grocery store ever, to buy some bacon. Brother-in-law Pat is a salesman, outgoing and friendly, so most of the employees at Schnooks wave to him and Charlene, often calling them by name. The two of them often meet there after work to eat supper.
There was a lady giving out free samples of some delicious, albeit expensive, cheese. I really wanted to buy some, but cheese isn't the healthiest thing a person can eat, so I kept my mouth shut and overcame my desire. On the way home, I mentioned that I had been lusting after that cheese, only to find out that Cliff and Charlene had been having the same thoughts. Once we confessed to one another, Pat said, "I just happened to pick up a $2-off coupon for that cheese." So when we went back to the store Saturday to eat pancakes for breakfast, we bought some.
The cost of living must be a lot higher in St. Louis, because all the grocery stores have higher prices. Taxes are steeper, too.
Back when we rode motorcycles with Charlene and Pat in the St. Louis area, I noticed a state park just off the freeway that had something to do with Route 66. Nobody else saw it, and I believe they thought it might be a figment of my imagination. So I looked it up on the Internet when I got home from that trip. When Charlene emailed me the other day with suggestions of things to do and see on our visit, I told her I really wanted to visit the Route 66 State Park.
Wow! Steak dinner, $2.50.
So in spite of the fact that Cliff wasn't at his best, we had a good time.