I was surprised when Eunice Norwood was on the other line. “You are a difficult person to reach,” she laughed. “Twyla swore that you’d be wide...awake and would have finished breakfast by 6:30,” she said.“She was right,” I answered.“We need to start planning the charity raids. They start in a few weeks, and we want to do something special this year,” she said excitedly.“Like what?” I asked.“We thought we would re-enact the capture of the Confederate troops in town at the train station, and then. On day three things picked up a little. We took turns in the examiningroom where a nurse unstitched and removed the huge gauze dressing, nowcrusty and brown with dried blood, from between our legs. What a relief!I don't think any of us quite realized how annoying it was while it wasthere. Now we could stop walking bowlegged! It was also nice to be ableto apply one's ice bag (wrapped in a towel) directly to the surgicalarea. I think most of us were still experiencing pain, especially towardthe. "Oh, don't be so coy, boy!" she said, "I'll lend youthese," whereupon she reached under her skirt and pulled her panties downand stepped out of them. They lay there on the floor like a bouquet,tiny bikinis, white with black polka-dots and elastic at the waist andlegs, the silky cotton fabric all covered with pretty multi-coloredflowers in pinks and other pastels. "Well, my little friend," she saidin a not-to-be-disobeyed voice, "pick them up and put them in yourpocket. You'd better have them. Next morning we were ready and headed for the Greenside Caf?, arrivingjust before nine and parking up just as Sandy arrived in her car.We went is for breakfast, and tasted another delight called SandiaToast, this is sour dough bread dipped in orange and vanilla batterserved with a heap of fresh fruit!We all piled into our 4 x 4 with Sandy being the guide. This is a greatroute and recommended we set off on route 14; and then branched off tothe left for a scenic drive onto I-25; then you branch.