Cliff and I love the freedom that retirement gives us. Today, for instance, we decided on the spur of the moment to go to Jamesport to visit an Amish store and eat at a Mennonite restaurant. Dear Lord, can meat loaf and fried chicken and mashed potatoes and gravy get any better?
All the time we were on the road I read aloud from my latest John Sandford book, and time flew. We cruised through several used tractor lots and visited my cousin Gerald in Cameron.
It was a good day.