100 Miles Away From Somerset, Pennsylvania
I’m told somewhere in West Virginia, near Parsons.
And here is Parsons. 12:30 pm by the clock tower.
Virginia. That sign says Mitchelltown. Looks about perfect weather out there too. That’s all I have for now.
I think I’m going to go drink a beer, dead head my flowers, and sit for a spell in the backyard while waiting for the rain and my children to arrive. I did actually leave the house today to go get some stuff I needed, and when I came out of the store, a guy was looking at my Jeep and offered to buy my tires and wheels, if I was thinking of going bigger, and selling the ones I have now. I am and I will. He left me his card. Chatted with my brother (also a Jeep owner but like, seriously Jeeped out with lifts and tires and winches and heavy duty trail capability) and he said sell them. Sell anything a buyer will buy. Especially when the stock stuff is still new and good. You can really get your money’s worth. I love being part of this whole other world I had no idea existed. There’s probably a slogan or something too that I don’t know about. Jeep Nation. I’ll post later if I can. Gotta finish up some work. Watch for motorcycles! Later.
just shy of pretty 
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