pleasant few hours with them. They are the grandparents of the delightful young lady at whose wedding I officiated a few years ago. She is finishing up her doctorate and getting ready to move to Houston for post-doc work, while husband Gabe, who is in the same field and who has finished his post-doc, goes off to his new job. Not in Houston. They will be apart for a year. I will visit them in Ohio just before they move. I just know I will be a calming influence.
Hey, big news! Texas has trees! The trees east of Abilene were not a fluke. Texas is still windy though. I am in Ennis, some miles southeast of Dallas on I 45. On to Houston tomorrow.
Once again, we have no name sufficiently worthy to be called a winner. I begin to despair.
Because certain people are really pressing me for pictures, here are two
The door to my motel room in Ennis.
My sock-clad toes and two bags on the motel floor.
Hope these give you your fix.
Yes, I feel satiated now that I have a brief glimpse into your lodging experience. :)
ReplyDeleteCarl:
ReplyDeletePat pointed me to your blog -- very cool.
Given your claims to have performed marriages, I think "Father Carl" is suitable for today's chapter.
Mike