My Two Girls

Usually, when we go to Florida, we try to visit our dear old friend Faye in Cincinnati.  She is now 93.

She fell a month ago, broke her leg, and is in a cast from knee to toes. Still, she is in good spirits, and is always delightful.

It's always nice to see her, although...to me...she will forever be out of her element, and her element is...BEING OUR FLORIDA NEIGHBOR! 

We left Cincy at about noon, drove 550 miles, and are spending the night in Macon, Georgia. 400 more miles to go on the morrow.