I just realized a few of my latest posts did not get published. Most likely my fault.
So we now live beach side, are attempting to get our old inland home ready to sell and are about to get slammed by a hurricane. Granddad’s truck is running fine. Now back to it…
Waiting for parts.
The truck saga has new urgency today. This relates directly to the Lori Bell and actions surrounding it.
Last week we visited the Bell. She sits in her slip covered in sad green mildew. Her batteries float at 13.5 volts on the solar panel and the interior sees the predations of time and inattention. On leaving her we discussed speeding the repairs to the broken pressure washer I got for free from a friend.
Driving the block to the beach ramp we noticed an Open House at a residence for sale, stopping to look at it we discussed it was not what we wanted but we would love to live beachside.