Hello, July. Hello, explosions, flags and, Friday, what would have been my mother’s 90th birthday. I wasn’t supposed to be in Asheville right now. But,
Nobody wants to buy the camper. Not a single email, text or phone call have I received, here in this fallen on hard times motel.
I was a hot mess on Wednesday. Leaving that camper, poor Hermie One, sitting there at the dealership and walking away was just miserable. I