We stopped by the Golden Eagle Country Store (the cute little post office next to the store was closed at the time) before getting on the ferry. Step inside the store and you would be transported back to the past. The soda fountain in the middle of the store serving homemade ice cream (only three simple flavors, chocolate, strawberry and vanilla – no 36 flavors here). Merchandise (many items are stored in wooden barrels) scattered around with limited quantity (no piling up to the ceiling as in giant retail stores). In the back, a restaurant with lunch counter and about three tables, just enough to serve the local folks.
After a busy month of October, we decided not to plan any activities for the first weekend of November. We also wanted to relax before the holiday rush. CP still went out early to play 9-hole golf, then took care of blowing the leave, cleaning the yards and getting items out from the shed, ready for the winter. We turned the clock back but did not feel the extra hour producing additional rest to our aging bodies. After Sunday Mass, we visited a parishioner in the hospital. The lady was sleeping when we arrived. We wrote a note to let her know we were there.
I could not resist capturing the image of this person (I asked for permission to take his photo and he agreed) on a motorcycle, the American flag on the backpack, a sticker on the front of the bike reads “John 3:16” "For God so loved the world that he gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life."
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