I went to Boston for work Friday. I stayed at my Dad's Friday night and came home Saturday. On the way back from Boston I stopped at my favorite secret town from my childhood in NY state and took a couple of pictures. I can't tell you where it was. Because it wouldn't be a secret any longer.
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My friend Pete called yesterday from I 81 near Scranton. He was twisting up the differential on his pickup while trailering his camper. The differential was making a lot of noise and he had just got some work done to it. Luckily, the camper and truck made it to whitney point. I agreed to pull the trailer with my truck to Rochester for him to lighten the load on his truck. It was a large camper, about 28 feet and 8000 lbs. My truck felt it was pulling something that's for sure. It was a different experience. We got home after midnight.
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