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A century in Jackson, Tennessee

This past weekend, I drove up to Cullman with Bev and David. They stayed with Tom and Amanda while I rode up to Jackson to do a Century ride with Mike Sherrill. It was a pretty good ride. We met up with his friend, Gordon, and did about 65 miles before lunch. Then we ate a buffet and rested during the heat of noon, then struck out again for a 36 mile finisher. The country was pretty. There were lots of low traffic roads. The dogs weren't too much of a problem. Mike showed me where a dog caused him to fall and break his pelvis and where another rider was brought down by a German Shepherd. The rider was hurt and his bike was damaged. He had to sue the folks to take care of the damages. Now they don't have a big dog anymore. There were lots of dogs on the route but none who really were a threat.

David had a great time with Paw Paw. They rode the Cub Tractor that Tom gave him. He was really proud to get to ride all over the farm. Amanda was talking about having to do something on their will. I don't know if she will leave the farm to Bev, or to the kids, or David, or someone else. It is entirely up to them. For my part, I am willing to work the farm and keep it toward the day when one or both kids see it for what it is and take it over. I couldn't see it as mine in any scenario. Amanda wants it to stay in the family. She may prefer to give it to Sonya or Krissy. I am reminded of a much lesser family momento my Grandfather owned. It was his grandfather's clock. I would have kept it and cherished it if he had left it to me. But he didn't. And since he didn't, it is of no value to me. I don't see Nikki being a farmer. Sara, maybe! Chris might love to come to Cullman and have a piece of the farm.

Next week if all works out, I will go to Cullman and help Tom with some painting. I need to make a time soon and go on one of those Mission trips with him. Maybe I could even get Kirk to come. We need to plan a trip to see Kirk in July. It would most likely be the 3rd week. I doubt we could have much fun July 4th week unless we stayed with them for that picnic.

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