If Maureen’s skin condition doesn’t clear up*, I’ll be heading up on my own next year. Maybe I’ll drive over in a rental truck so I can haul things from the barony to there, or something. Or I’ll join a carpool and have a lawn-pimple residence.
But I do miss it. And I’ve been once.
It felt like everything was possible and you could meet anyone, even historical figures, for that magical time.
Have fun, everyone who is there. Tell stories, take videos and pictures, please!
With respect,
-Aaron
* Maureen has exima something fierce, and is scared of spiders too. So these stories of MRSA and brown recluse will send her into a tizzy.
