I had the great fortune on Sunday night to roll by Stacy’s mom’s house. Jeannie (Stacy’s mom) and her husband were the epitome of Southern hospitality — they picked me up from the side of the road, took me home, fed me a delicious home-cooked meal, took me out on a wonderful evening boat ride around the lake on which they live, and gave me a real bed to sleep in. They even dropped me back off on the side of the road in the morning. It was rejuvinating.
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