Absolutely nothing going on in my world today. I didn’t take a single photo. I didn’t read an interesting book. I didn’t see Oppenheimer. Or even Barbie.
According to the blog, on August 2, 2001 Carlton broke a string on his tennis racket. This was a very big deal. See 8/2/01. There were no tennis racket stringers in Skagway. As I recall, Carlton’s best friend mailed him a racket.
I am going to make a nice cuppa tea and put this boring old woman in bed.