Bat is going back, addressee was someone in North Salt Lake. Some youngster is probably pretty anxious.

Incredulity probably sums up my overall attitude, but I have maintained a sense of humor that Marjorie has repeatedly thanked me for. I told her I hoped someone wasn't using my barrels as a bat somewhere. They've never been lost, but wear on Doug's impeccable finish was a concern with the many thousands of miles they have now logged.

For your amusement, I include a photo of three pages of tracking:

Tolerance: the abolition of absolutes

Consistency is the currency of credibility