One year, eight months, 16 days
I've been a widow now for one year, eight months, and sixteen days. Twenty months and two weeks, if you call it by the way...
South of the Border
How did I never get these photos up? These are from the last day of our vacation last month; we stopped at South of the Border for an hour or so and stretched our legs.
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South of the Border! Used to be the single source of entertainment driving up North as a kid. (Back in the ancient times before tv’s, cell phones, game systems, etc. in cars.)