Pseudo, We'll look for an opportunity to do that. I have a grand son that lives in Elkton, MD. We get up that way from time to time, though usually he comes to stay with us. We might get out to the Delaware shore this summer as well, though that's a bit far off; we like Lewes and Broadkill for us and Bethany/Fenwick with the our herd of teenage boys. I'd love to get togther. If you're traveling down towards Silver Spring, then please let me know. Thanks again, for all and Merry Christmas.

Here's a card from Honeyville, the little village that time forgot:

Dear Secret Santa, how are you by now fine I hope. Deed, I sure did like all the presents you sent. Momma said if we get down to the flatland where my cousin Buford is living, he might have a record player. That girl sure has pretty feet, hee, hee. Mr. Hunnicut the mail carrier said beer was something you drink and came in bottles and cans and was kind of like cider without the dead possum, and would get you real drunk if you could get enough of it. I sure would like try that real special one the feller wrote about, Bud. And the calendar had pictures of some mighty big houses and they was pretty too. There sure are a lot of numbers on it. Well, Ma's a-calling me now, she's out of snuff and I got to take some skins down to the store to trade. Ya'll come up the mountain to see us, Santa, we'll set on the porch and pick. (Play Music)

Fortunato