We took a little trip yesterday. We drove along the Ocoee River, traveling from Cleveland, Tennessee through a little piece of North Carolina and on to Blairsville, Georgia. The road itself was the typical kind I have been forced to learn to navigate up here: narrow, winding, two-lane and filled with native drivers who are confident enough to
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Great read, Marsha !
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2) I can't begin to tell you how much this made me smile. I could picture this because I was the kid in the car when I was wee small, and Dad was driving through West Virginia. Which was where my Mother grew up. Of course, my Mother knew everything about Everything and didn't hesitate to tell Dad this. She babbled and rambled and blathered and hollered and "LOOK OUT!!" -ed enough for three shrill spouses on each trip.
We just laughed at her. Thanks for the smile. :-)
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