And so when Camp Borepatch finally sells, I'll point the tires north and find myself back in my old stomping grounds of Maryland. I left there in 1996, bound for London. Then Atlanta, Boston, and Atlanta again. Now this.
It seems like a lot of moving.
And it will be strange to have the kids gone. That was going to happen anyway, but I thought they'd be across town, not hundreds of miles away.
Those of you here in the ATL who would like to meet up sometime in the next month or so, leave a comment.
Travel and change of place impart new vigor to the mind.