Notes
Grandpa Gerry hung out with Nye while I ran. I fixed lunch for them and Phil, who was doing some work on the house, before I left. Despite the nasty glacial conditions in the res, I did very well. At the res entrance a car honked, it was a loopy chick from the night crew at work who has been gone for a long time. I forgot her name, she's a mess and is getting a divorce. Not sure if she is a nice person actually, she makes my skin crawl. Then Phil wants me to give him my resume to pass along, to become a student teacher. Wacky confluence of ambitions and repulsion today. I ran fast. Bemis is less than it seems, Mtn. View Dr. is excellent.