From the middle of September to the middle or November, I was toiling away the Cooper Nuclear plant in Southeast Nebraska. I would like to write about the great time I had in all my free time, but when you work 12 hours a day, six days a week it doesn’t leave much time for entertainment.
I planned on making a couple of stops on my way home. First, I need to pick up a pair of shoeing stocks for the mini-horses in Ohio Amish country, then I planned on visiting my daughter and new grandson outside of Washington, DC. - ah the best laid plans of mice and men. On the northwest side of Indianapolis, I hit one of those big Indiana corn-fed deer with the truck. After limping the truck with a leaky radiator another 100 miles I pulled into the farm of my good friends Marti and Dave to replace the radiator and a broken headlamp. However, on my way to the part store to pick up parts, the hood flew up, smashing the windshield and mangling the hood. All together, the required repairs would now cost more than the truck was worth, so I left my truck in Indiana where Dave sold it for me and continued my journey to Washington DC by plane.