I apologize for the delay in concluding the JMT posts.
I have returned to a little town in South East PA where my folks and my mail live and have a long list of chores to get sorted.
I still have Jun with me, probably until Saturday night.
And, back in the JMT story, we are coming up on the end of two things – hiking with Pappa Joe and the end of the JMT.
I don’t know if it is unusual or not, but it is almost as hard to write about those two endings as it was to live through them the first time around.
I won’t leave you hanging too long, and i will throw you a bone…
N: “The werewolf doesn’t get us.”
N: “We boys don’t get eaten by the werewolf.”
JS: “What’d you go and tell me that for?”
N: “Well, you looked nervous…”