The only guy I know who drives more than you, Michael, is my Kentucky cousin, John Keefe. Back when his mom was alive, he’d hop in his car and motor up to Northhampton, Mass for a week. Sort of your trip in reverse. But after his mother died, John had no excuse for long drives. That is, until his son was accepted to Harvard, and now he has an excuse to hit the road again.
Ouch. And I thought the estimated 1:30 arrival was a reach … 20+ hours … Was there a headwind?
There are none more hardcore than thou! Glad to have you back safe …
Welcome back. Look forward to hearing about it. It’s a gray rainy day, good day to sleeeeeep.
The only guy I know who drives more than you, Michael, is my Kentucky cousin, John Keefe. Back when his mom was alive, he’d hop in his car and motor up to Northhampton, Mass for a week. Sort of your trip in reverse. But after his mother died, John had no excuse for long drives. That is, until his son was accepted to Harvard, and now he has an excuse to hit the road again.