Betsy and I are back from a long and tiring vacation. We visited the Great Smokies in Tennessee where we saw a Bear and an Elk and went white water rafting. We then went to Kentucky where we visited Fort Boonesboro, the Lincoln homestead and tasted Kentucky Bourbon (Betsy likes that stuff, I don’t). Then we moved onto Pennsylvania where we visited Fort Necessity (connected to George Washington) and my Mom in Lancaster. At the end of the trip we were exhausted and spent yesterday trying to recover. Now its back to work.
One story from the trip that made me laugh. We met a lot of hillbillies in Tn. and Ky. One very nice man was a construction worker and a passionate fisherman. Out of the blue he asked me to play him in a game of chess. I haven’t played much since college, and I was never very good at it. But, I figured I’d take him to the cleaners. How good could a hillbilly be at chess?
After we started playing he told me he had studied chess as a kid and played in competitive tournaments. That’s when I knew I was in trouble. He proceeded to crush me like a bug.
Oh well – judge not lest ye be judged.
God bless you,