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St. Andrews. The home of golf. A parcel was waiting for me when I got home from Boston. It was a promise kept from a lady I met on the BC bound via rail train last fall. When we parted company at the final destination she promised to send me a golf shirt from her home town in Scotland. Well she kept her promise and I am the proud owner of a shirt and a towel from the home of golf.  I've been he a couple weeks but the time to board my flight to Thailand is drawing near. Visa is being processed and hope to be on my way witha stop in Winnipeg for a reunion in a couple weeks. It was a great summer but this one screamed by with the stay in New England. I hope the winter flys as quick on the beaches in Thailand.  I'll be in touch. 

Lulu at Martha s Vineyard Summertime and the living is easy. Rabbits are jumping and the grass Is high. That is the verse that stomped through my mind as I gas up to drive home from Boston. Summer is all done and it seems to have flown by. I thought it would never end some days and this stage seemed so far away when I drove out in June. A few weekends in Mew Hampshire's cottage country, drive to Cape Cod and a ferry ride to Martha's Vineyard and endless hours at the beaches spent with the kids. It was a good summer.  The Next stage is getting ready to winter in Asia. Applying for the Thai visa and making my way to Vancouver for the Air China flight will fill up the rest of September.  I'll be in touch.