- July 5, 2007 -
On Thursday, my Dad arrived in town, having flown across the plains in his Piper Cherokee. That night, after giving him the grand tour, we met the Murrays for dinner at an Italian restaurant in Highlands Ranch. We ate outside, where they had those ubiquitous red and white checked plastic tablecloths.
Dining Out
I'm posting this on July 8th because everything has been crazy. Today is the first day I've had internet up at the condo, and now I'm playing catch up.
yesterday
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