Monday, August 29, 2011
Somebody is running around outside with one of those ridiculous old-fashioned dinner bells calling out about "all hands" meeting on the main road in one hour. Sounds like they've even called in the fishermen. Whoever is out and about hunting is just going to have to catch up later. I'm bringing my notebook with me, so I can take notes. Ed says the boys will have to come with us, we can't leave them in the camper even if Jason has become a lot more responsible in the last year. There are too many idiots with guns just sitting around, so why take the chance?
