We’re off to Montana where I will try my hand at teaching college for a few weeks. Tonight we are in a nice RV Park/Horse Motel (with great wi-fi!), the horses are bedded down, and I can catch my breath. Getting ready to leave town is exhausting. The travel part is actually fun. We should be pulling into Dillon this Thursday. I start class on Monday. Seventeen students have signed up. I have them three hours a day for 18 days. More later.
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