By the way, the Southern Belles have gone home. They left yesterday after a morning of listening to stories of days gone by. We said our goodbyes and they departed. It’s always funny when they come. We have a lot of, “what did you say?” or “could you repeat that?” They don’t think they talk funny and I don’t think they do either, they sound so beautiful. But it’s like listening to Scarlett O’Hara. And they can even name the state someone is from by the twang in their accent. That to me is unbelievable!