A Day Late Arriving In Little Rock

We finally got to Little Rock about noon and my head cold is in full swing. I feel awlful. Laura's dad and brother showed up to help us unload the trucks. We unloaded the first truck into the barn and the second truck was pretty much unloaded into the garage. We returned the trucks to Penske on 65th street about dark. It started pouring down with rain as we were turning in the trucks.

I don't think I have ever been this tired and worn out and sick.

Angela brought dinner to our house. It was a life saver.