A secretive mist has filled the valley on this September morning. Time is passing. In five days it will be the middle of September.
Everyone is doing well. Vince, Curtis, Dan, Brett, Charlie, Kate, Laura, Sharon, Bob, Melissa, Hannah, and even myself.
My family and friends. I have other acquaintances, but the people listed above have made my life wonderful while I’m here at Lees-McRae.
I’m growing up.
Vince’s mom is buying place tickets for us for Thanksgiving.
I went to Arizona in the spring.
I’ll go to New York in the fall.
How big the world seems. I hope I never get to see it all.