I started from Monroe, NC, a city about 20 miles east of Charlotte, and drove about 560 miles to where I am now, in Robards, KY, and rather than bore you with the mundane details again, I'll just refer you to the post of Day 11 (which does lay out in detail, or lack thereof, this area). The security guard and I had some good conversation, and that usually occurs when encountering a brother of military service (or in this case, the term "sister" is more apropos, since he was in the Navy).
Tomorrow I pick up here and take that load to Russellville, AR. More than likely I'll get routed to our Little Rock yard to move into my trainer truck. I'm due home this time next week, in which time I'll get this toothache attended to.
Want pictures?
I didn't think so.
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2 comments:
Sister huh? Haha, I'm off duty now, but I can easily call shipping and say an Inedible ran the gate and offended my lifestyle in the process. Ha. I'm sure that'll work.
ROFL!!! I'm glad you checked out the post. Thanks for YOUR service... without you Corpsmen, us Marines wouldn't have a leg to stand on - LITERALLY!! Semper Fi, brother!!
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