We shut down operations for the night at 10:00 p.m. and here I am still puttering around with this blog post. Off to bed. It is too late to be yawning over Rockbridge Times.
Just imagine the magnitude of all this stuff. John is overwhelmed. Kate and I are a bit more used to the volume of banal greeting cards and random papers. We have to look at everything, because there are gems in the middle of each pile. We are doing our job, Mom. We are doing a very good job.