There was a dinner at War Eagle tonight and an auction and some down South gospel singing after the classes were over. Rick came back and fetched me…bless his little heart!
Of course I was off exploring with a camera while the auction was going on.
Standing on the bridge I could see the tents where all the activity was going on…and hear the staccato voice of the auctioneer float faintly across the river…. “I’ve got 50 folks, now gimmy gimmy 55…I need a double nickel !”