Well, I was in West Palm Beach yesterday morning but last yesterday afternoon, I wound up in North Port, FL at a friend's rental house to help her prepare it for upcoming guests who will be renting it for 2 months. Shortly after we got here I realized I did not have my wallet. So, I called my uncle to look for it in his apartment and to look in y rental car still parked at his place. He said it as not in either place. So, I called Texas Roadhouse in West Palm Beach, last place I remembered having it out - not there either. I was somewhat concerned or should I say almost in a panic because I was wondering how in hell I'd get through check-in for my homeward flight next week without ID and with two pistols in my luggage!
Well, today, my cousin went to her Dad's house and she looked again for me. She called me to let me know, there it sits right smack in plain view on the front seat of my rental car outside of my uncle's apartment. My cousin could not understand though how her dad did not see it. Oh well, he is 90, so I suppose his vision is on its way toward being like
his hearing (which is stone cold deaf without his hearing aids). Regardless, I am a happy camper again.
All the best,
Glenn B
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