Leaving Arkansas for the shores of Florida

It's been two weeks since i left Prodigal alone to fend for herself.  I hope she has behaved?  But i've enjoyed my visit here with dad.  He is a meaner version of himself.  A little older, a little slower and a vibrant 88 years young.

 'Watching' football while snoring Sunday afternoon.

I'm packing to make the drive back starting early tomorrow.     But first Grand-dad does his Trick or Treat thing...   scary!

 This is a shot of a Ghost that came to our door.

    Trick or Treat!

Funny Story:

This is a true story.  When i was in high school, probably my last year to go out trick or treating.  I think I was 16 or 17 yoa?  I remember i was pretty big.  Myrtle Row refused to give me any candy, "you are too big to be trick or treating."  Me and a few friends made the candy rounds filling our bags.  When i headed home i ran into some friends who told me...   My mom and dad, my house, had run out of candy do to the large number or kids.  (or our poor planning?)  So My Family had been handing out pecans wrapped in purple toilet paper.

Wherever you are today, i hope you are enjoying your pecans!

-Capn Skip