Well, Kiddies, that Friday, the Thirteenth, was a Beautiful Day!
Sunshine ... Gentle Breezes ... Kissing the Trees ...
That is, Until We Got Ready to Leave ...
After taking some Pictures with my Cell Phone ...
Ed & I hung outside while Rene was finishing Laundry.
We Shot the Breeze ... did some 'Catching Up' ...
'Bout a Half-Hour Later ...
She finally came Out.
They were going to the Store for Supplies ...
I ... was going back to Big B ... No Surprise!
Ed led the way in his Black Honda ...
Right at the Clayton Road ...
Then Left ... Over Hill n' Dale ...
Heading East ... Right Smack-Dab INTO the Storm!
Soon, it was Raining Cats n' Dogs ...
Wipers on Maximum ... Full Blast ...
"LEAD-FOOT" was Doin' 60 in a 50 Zone ...
A Blur of Spray ... T'was All I could See of his Arse!
Little Town after Little Town ...
Onward n' Onward ... I Followed this Clown!
Told them before, when we reached Destination ...
I Wanted a Royal Farms Coffee ... with Determination!
When we arrived at the 'Main Road' ...
And the RF Store ... I Drained my Bladder ...
Lightened the Load!
Drinks n' Snacks all around ... I Did Treat ...
HUGS N' GOOD-BYES ... TIL NEXT WE MEET!
By Now it was still Raining like Hell ...
At 5 pm, found myself just North of Dover ...
Took Route 8 ... as they Suggested ...
West now toward 301 South ... Grossly Congested!
Remember Now, how Knave ED the Lesser ...
Bad-Mouths Merry-Land Drivers ...
I quickly surmised 'THEY' had taken me 26 Miles ...
Out of my Way ... 13 East then 13 West ...
NEXT TIME I'LL WAIT FOR MY GPS !!!
Through More Little Towns I Did Roam ...
Watching the Clock ... Heading Home.
1.5 Hours Per-Zactly ... At Shooters Bar ... I Did Arrive ...
Thru All That Rain ... And Still Alive!
It Was an Adventure ... I Do Not Regret It ...
But ... Next Time ... I'll Use my Own MD Wiles ...
Make The Round-Trip Shorter ... You Can Bet On It!
So ... As the Sun Slowly Sets Way Out in the West ...
At 7:00 pm ... Friday, June 20th ...
I Hereby Conclude My Story ...
Gave it My Honest Best !!!
The old Devil leads you
26 miles, out of your way
Somehow, I am not surprised
Glad to hear you survived the day
And now, he awaits your next visit
To his apartment, in Glassboro, N.J.
May your GPS guide you straight and true
And tell The Big Lug that Pee Wee says: “Hey!”
Yes, they made roads that way back Down East when they was just Indian trails and Indian camps, now turned into villages and towns along winding roads and hills and dales. What fun! Merry Land here I come!
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Let this coming of age story of a boy named Bean take you back to a simple time. Set in a small southern town in the 1960's, encircled by a river and gleaming white cotton fields.
Let this coming of age story of a boy named Bean take you back to a simple time. Set in a small southern town in the 1960's, encircled by a river and gleaming white cotton fields.
