lost

In March, I drove north to visit my daughter. The night before I left, I called her. "What's your address again, sweetie?" She sighed. The last two times, she had to come find me so I could follow her home. Embarassing! "I'm going to run it through Mapquest this time," I said. "That way, I have it all written down just in case I get lost."  Well, when I put the address into … [Read more...] about Riding Shotgun