

We loaded up about noon and had an uneventful return trip, including one of the smoothest unhooks we've ever had. We always go in the alley and come in to the back of the house, so it wasn't until later when Butch brought the truck around to the front for unloading that he came in and said there was a surprise out front. Some sweet person put a sign in the yard. I'm going to fingerprint it later. I am a mystery writer after all.