
I think my Grandma is one of the classiest ladies ever. Here we are, on the beach of Lake Erie. Drinking cokes and looking for beach glass.
For spring break 2004, Sam and I went on a road trip to the South. Mississippi, Alabama, Louisiana. All along the Gulf Coast and where ever we really felt like stopping. Somewhere between Lafayette and Breaux Bridge, we stopped at a post office to mail a post card. In the parking lot was a large black truck with two men in it. Noticing the Maine plates, they just had to ask Sam what we were up to. After having a friendly chat with them, he came back to the car where I was waiting, and said, We're going to see their crawfish farm!