Earl and I dropped Tom off with my dad today in preparation for our trip to Ireland tomorrow. He was relatively well behaved on the ride, I think he’s mellowing out in his later years.
We took a drive through my hometown on the way back. With a new substantial Amish population in the area, most of the commercial establishments now feature buggy parking spots in addition to the obligatory handicapped parking. Some places, such as Arby’s, provide buckets. I like to think they’re feed buckets, but they could be for something else I suppose.
The Amish are eating at Arby’s?!
Bon voyage!