what a Blast at the Fall Festival

Although I have traveled far and wide, I am never far from the Monongahela Valley. I am a second-generation American; the Old Countries are never far from me. The wood, and hills, rivers and “cricks” have given me an appreciation for nature.

     It seemed like Winter, as least as far as South Carolina goes. The temperature barely reach 50 degrees Fahrenheit. I was inside but the door was open to the large room. but I sold well, made some new friends, some of whom shared friends with me!

    It was a fantastic time. If anyone wants a signed copy of either book, let me know! 
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