Jim Hicks wrote:

> Unless you decide to have her go to AZ state on line you'll be lucky
> to hear much of anything important.

"Please send more money," is not important?

I proudly and briefly wore a chicken hat while playing golf in Indiana
last week.
One ball skipped across the lake... never seen that before. I did not
lose any clubs this time.
Last time I played golf in Indiana we had to get our restoration
mechanic (obligatory histo presto content) to stop hassling the nearby
bulls.
He insisted he had to play from where his ball had landed in the
"rough". It looked like manure to me.
I suppose he had balls... they were painted orange as one of the
veterans told us that is what you need to play at night on an unlit course.
Poor guy is dead now, drowned we suspect, in Lake Erie at night. Fish
food. But I got to visit the NPS site I worked on 20+ years ago in
Vincennes.
I tried to tell the nice lady at the counter but she was so damned busy
telling me why I should love George Rogers Clark I could not get a spit
in edgewise.
I refreshed my T-shirt supply and used the toilet. Good for a few more
decades.
Suddenly I get the impression my career peaked 20+ years ago and I did
not notice it at the time.

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