and they will know us by the trail of pecan pies and grandpa chairs......and dead.

Hey ya'll, how's it doin'?? (That's translated "you all" and "how are you today?" for all you yankees.)

Asheville, NC was great, and the turkey was all right too, I guess (know what I'm sayin'!?)

I spent quality time with 4 to 5 slices of pecan pie, each saddled with a strapping portion of creamy vanilla icecream. I also fell asleep in an upright sitting position more times than I can recount, pushing my grandpa out of his prized nappin-chair and causing general disruption of routine in the patriarchal Chastain home. I also would like to here apologize for the horse language used in describing pecan pie I ate this week.

It hurts me to say it, but...

ya'll take care now.

zBc