Thank you Tmason. In a heartfelt way, your post about life in the hot desert at the mine with the sand blowing gives the ‘donation’ some legitimacy for me. My uncle ran a sand & gravel pit in similar circumstances. I remember as a child being amazed at small pebbles being sun scorched (burnt) on one side. Old wood shacks, well water, old D7 crawlers, drifting sand, goats, sage brush, a brutal life.
Helping you can be translated into helping my own flesh & blood family. God bless and thanks again.
Helping you can be translated into helping my own flesh & blood family. God bless and thanks again.
