I am sitting here in a charming little coffee house on main street of this tiny farming town. I can't imagine how they make any money, but the waitress is cleaning off all the tables, so they must have had some lunch customers. When I get out into the rural west, I am reminded of how people struggle from day to day to make ends meet. When on the east coast the upper middle class is so evident, that I tend to forget about the rest of the world.
There is one woman about my age sitting at a table reading a book and sipping coffee...must be retired.
I left Dad with Mom and I am sure he is sleeping by now. He has had a long day.
I have to go out to K-mart after this entry and get some stuff. He was trying to give me directions, but I think I will just drive out to the nearby city and see if I can find it...because the directions were really confusing.
I have written a couple of blogs at home and will post them following this.
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