...do you have more faith in me than I have?
At any rate we will discuss all these things when I pull into the big city next week.
A short recap of the events of the past week and then to the local postal service.
The courses terminated in a blaze of gobbledy-gook but I managed to withstand the onslaught fairly well. On the final day as I was leaving I thanked the instructor and told him I would be unable to attend the farewell ceremony in the afternoon and to my surprise he said that it would be perfectly alright and he said he had enjoyed my presence in the class and further, if I ever wanted a job in California he would be please to sign me up. Wonders never cease.
I went directly to Toronto with another teacher whose home is there, He invited me to his home while I was maneuvering for a new vehicle. I accepted and had a fine time while trying to make a deal. I ended up with a big fat debt to last for the next two years and a Pontiac Station Wagon. I did quite well on the trade-in though inasmuch as Jezebel was dripping oil and grease from every pore, her transmission and clutch were in sad repair, her starting mechanism was recalcitrant, her fuel-tank was leaking and, in general, she was a very unhappy old lady. It is quite a treat to pace along the highway in sound machine for a change.
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