Andersons of Colonial N. Carolina

… when you find yourself laughing at yourself… and you root for both sides. I attribute that attempt at humor to myself, thank you, thank you vera mush.

My granddaughter asked me what I thought of her getting a tattoo… I said I personally don’t like them and stated that there was nothing so certain in my head that I might not change my mind in the future. And therefore could not think of one idea to put on a tattoo.

If said granddaughter, per chance in the future, might read this… let her ponder these words… Why on God’s Green Earth did that old man just share with the whole world something so utterly stupid?