Just as we were driving into Pensacola, Aunt Marsha returned our birthday call to her, and told us that Nick was stationed at the Pensacola Naval Academy. We called him right up, but, as we figured, he wasn't yet able to receive visitors or leave the base. Still a newbie. But, we drove around the base anyway, and took lots of photos for Aunt Marsha and Uncle Dwight to see.
We are, of course, very proud of Nick. He's survived basic training in Chicago and now he's on base on the Gulf of Mexico, not such a bad deal. Nick, you have all our best wishes in your Navy career!
On sunday, we watched the Superbowl at a local sport's bar. It was full of Steeler's fans, and that's who Nicole's money was on. Damn. Rode around the forts and the dunes and pushed off to the West.
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