In the In Box.

From Mal.

Yeah, I'm not sure what we're looking at here either, friends. He's outside Rhinelander, on his way to the U.P. pulling the teardrop, good travelling weather.  Heading further north as we start the summer, and happy to be out there, a free man setting his own travel plans on the open American Road.

Mal has his shares of troubles. Head-on accident when he was driving bus for a tubing resort a few years back did his already-physically-worked body no good. And his mental issues were exacerbated by the Covid years, both the virus' toll on the body and the effects of trying to lock down and stay out of public when everybody got so nasty to their neighbors, in the closest of places...

He is still one of the best men I know. (My father has them all beat, by miles, but that is owing to life circumstances and the way some men are tested that others never are.)

He is a Free Man, for all his issues, Mal is.

The ones who are not... boy, you don't want to be around them; have them controlling your life (when they don't control their own); or put them in Power.**

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* I'll ask him what we're looking at up there and update.  There's a reason, in his head, I know, he sent me this photo...

**People just can't see what is coming with men like that in leadership:  small, nasty, unfree, and determined to top others at all costs.  You don't have to like the free men of America -- your stereotypes are so often false and the basis of your fears -- but you'll miss them when they are gone.

Mark my words.