Well, we are pleased to hear that there was one survivor.

No doubt the rest are still singing their hearts out.

Judy and I had a pleasant day playing Maine guide to our Oregon cousin and her old schoolmate. Not any singing but fun nosing around the peninsulas of the Midcoast. We stopped off for lobsters and hauled them back to Mother's farm, boiled them up, along with another pot of corn, and washed it all down with wine from the Pacific Northwest. Then fresh rhubarb pie and ice cream for dessert.

Cheerily,
Charley Noble