My last day of work in Milwaukee was July 23rd. It was a great part of the year to be gainfully unemployed, and we used our time off to its fullest. I already had another job lined up in Seattle, so it really ended up being a 3 month partially paid vacation.
Wahoo! Sara and I spent most of our free time putting all of our stuff into boxes and taping them shut, hoping that the contents would get to their final destination in as many pieces as they began with. Of course, there was no way on Earth I could keep Sara inside packing during the 2 beautiful months of Wisconsin summer, so we grabbed the camera and set out looking for some final photos to remember the fond moments of our Midwest sojourn.
Many of our good times were in our county's seat:
Waukesha. If you'll recall from a former posting, Les Paul is from this fine town, as are a bunch of people who live with a lot of strange lawn statuary on
diagonally oriented streets. Zoe was born in
Waukesha, and she can say the name of her
birth town, which took a lot of practice. Is it just me, or is that a lot of signs on that sign? Also, here's a picture of me with a fox statue on a bridge over the Fox River in a city whose name means "fox" in Algonquin. Has anyone ever seen a fox in the wild? I think they live strictly in movies and statues. I'm so surprised that none of the locals have stolen this statue for their lawns. On this particular weekend Randy and Diane were on their way to spend our last few days in Wisconsin with us. This is code for "help us move all our boxes". By some strange
coincidence the vacation they planned months in advance ended up being the same week we moved. Lucky them. I love those few days when they are on the road en route to visit us, its fun to call and see where they're at (usually Nebraska).
My last day of work in Milwaukee was July 23rd. It was a great part of the year to be gainfully unemployed, and we used our time off to its fullest. I already had another job lined up in Seattle, so it really ended up being a 3 month partially paid vacation. Wahoo! Sara and I spent most of our free time putting all of our stuff into boxes and taping them shut, hoping that the contents would get to their final destination in as many pieces as they began with. Of course, there was no way on Earth I could keep Sara inside packing during the 2 beautiful months of Wisconsin summer, so we grabbed the camera and set out looking for some final photos to remember the fond moments of our Midwest sojourn. 
Many of our good times were in our county's seat: Waukesha. If you'll recall from a former posting, Les Paul is from this fine town, as are a bunch of people who live with a lot of strange lawn statuary on diagonally oriented streets. Zoe was born in Waukesha, and she can say the name of her birth town, which took a lot of practice. Is it just me, or is that a lot of signs on that sign? Also, here's a picture of me with a fox statue on a bridge over the Fox River in a city whose name means "fox" in Algonquin. Has anyone ever seen a fox in the wild? I think they live strictly in movies and statues. I'm so surprised that none of the locals have stolen this statue for their lawns. On this particular weekend Randy and Diane were on their way to spend our last few days in Wisconsin with us. This is code for "help us move all our boxes". By some strange coincidence the vacation they planned months in advance ended up being the same week we moved. Lucky them. I love those few days when they are on the road en route to visit us, its fun to call and see where they're at (usually Nebraska).
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Yes Kason, foxes do exist. They exist as surely as chickens and snow exist. I see them on a fairly regular basis. Just last week I saw a very nice looking red fox trotting around a snowy golf course on the edge of Riverdale, UT. Several years ago, we saw one between the runways at the Salt Lake airport after we landed there on a return trip from Southern California.
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