This was another move-morning, we had another person in town move to another house close by. Lots of little stuff and a hugemongous chest freezer from the early sixties or fifties. It was heavy.
I went out to Mt. Pleasant to wash out the bed of my old Ford and to our local fruit-winery, Native Wines. I talked with Winnie for quite a while about her life at Wasatch Academy. She had lots of great stories to tell about the school, activities and her production of 'Much Ado About Nothing" next month. It's always fun to talk to Winnie and Bob, they have made a good world for themselves.
Saturday, March 6, 2004
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