Memories

Rise and shine rub the sleep out of my eyes

21 July, 2010 (12:00) | Memories

In the summer of 1996, my family took a trip around the country in a Winnebago.  Along the way, we stopped at Mount Rushmore.  In the middle of the night.

I was asleep as we rolled into the parking lot.  I’m not a quick one to rise, so by the time everyone was heading out to see how close they could get, I was just coming to.  In order to catch up, I had to go as I was;  in my underwear.  I was a newly converted boxer man, and I wasn’t afraid to show it.  We all strolled up in pajamas and such, right up through the main souvenir concourse and gazed at the giant faces carved into the mountain.

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