Dec 7 a date which will live in infamy. That’s Dec 7 1988 not 1941. That’s the day the ol’ Bigdawg himself, me, found the lovely MRS. To my lovely wife I present the following:
I pointed out during my last post that my brother was lagging behind in posts about his car purchases. I can now report that the situation has been rectified. Flying Old Glory I see. Nice!