Anyway, last Wednesday, we drove to St. Louis and decided to do some sightseeing. We had lunch and then walked over to the Gateway Arch.
Mom and I took a riverboat tour on the Mississippi:
It was called the "Tom Sawyer."
There's my car. All alone in the parking garage:
Lots of bridges across the Mississippi:
A pretty swift current:
A former WWII mine sweeper that sunk in the 1993 flood:
At the top, you can look West, wear we've been:
We finally got home around 10 or so. Dad was happy to see us. We were also greeted by the cats: Abby and Jude. I'd never met Jude before. He was rescued by my family while I was gone. He was in tiny abandoned kitty. Mom nursed him back to health. I like him. He's like a little boy child.
The weather has been so nice since I got home. It's normal weather, but I haven't experienced it in a while. I just want to spend as much time outside as possible.
My second day home, Dad taught me how to drive a tractor. And Uncle Lee let me rake a field of hay. These Wagstaffs just throw you into this kind of thing. Baptism by fire.