Pictured is something you would not have seen 35 years ago: Me finding my car unmolested after leaving it all night off of Flatbush Avenue in Brooklyn with all of my possessions and tantalizing looking boxes.
Legs one and two of the journey are done and the next and final leg will include the 20ish States yet to be graced by my presence.
Before then, I’ll be vacation with my media shy friends on Cape Ann, north of Boston, for the next 10 days. They have told me no blogging and no pictures so if I do blog, it will be on the down low. I hope none of them read this.