On Monday, November 18th, we struck out from the Sault heading east to North Bay where my youngest son, Chris, lives with his lovely Lady Meg and their beautiful furry child, Oliver Quartz, or Oli for short. Gail has been complaining that she has "fruit fly brain" and in close spaces, this becomes apparent to the eye and ear. At one point along the North Shore, we were driving behind a transport truck and beside the road there were new logs laying a equal intervals. Gail was quite concerned that we were in danger as the truck was dropping its load. Well, the next thing we know the posts are standing up right at the side of the road...in actuality, the truck was not losing its load. They were replacing the posts along the side of
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