Thank you, Bob.
After seven months of standing empty the cabin at Critter Creek was certainly in need of some serious internal attention. I have a lady coming in three days a week helping put things back in shape while the home health team and I take care of Joyce's final steps toward recovery.
There are a lot of good people in these mountains of East Tennessee. One man who lives up the "holler" voluntarily took on the task of resurrecting and detailing our Mercedes SUV that had sat locked by the creek for seven months. Inside and out the vehicle was a moldy, grubby disaster with a battery as dead as King Tut. It now looks as if it just came off a dealer's floor. Also, thanks to the contractors who were busy constructing a 420 square foot addition to the front of the building, there was enough activity around the premises to discourage breaking and entering by any "outlanders."
The leaves are beginning to turn here in the Great Smoky Mountains. My lady is finally beginning her return to health. Life is good again.
