Nothing could be finer

Was driven to PDX Saturday, March 5th by our good friend Dennis Presley.
Broken plane in Mini-St. Paul delayed our arrival in VA until 1:30am.
Got one beer and closed the Bier Garden on the street I was born on (High Street).
Woke up at the folks house and had breakfast with my Brother Michael, Grandma, and friend of the family Copie before driving to Kitty Hawk to meet my nephew Otto for the first time.

Stopped by my old neighbor's shop to see his  new truck.
You know you're in Carolina when you can walk under your vehicle without ducking.