Monday, January 28, 2008

It's cold enough to make a polar bear hunt for cover (-50 wind chill), the roads are ugly, and the winds are wilder'n a turpentined raccoon. We head out in a few hours.

I ain't afear'd, tho'!

I got snake blood in my veins. I got more guts than yuh could hang on a fence.

More grit than the Sahara Desert.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Be safe Chris! I'm praying for you. Love, Jenny Sand