We went to Fort Dix once in the 80s to see my uncle. They were searching all of the cars for drugs, but let us in our pick-up with a camper on it without a look. Must have been our clean-cut looks and two adorable little girls.
Another hot, humid day, but a bit less humid than earlier. The sun is clearing the clouds away and Stan has hay down to chop and help to do it. My hired girl and I cleared out some more roses while it was still not too hot and will probably spend part of the afternoon rearranging the living room. It is still in winter mode and not really fan friendly.
