JULY 23, THURSDAY
Made entries to all blogs as getting on the internet at Topsail Beach is hit or miss, usually miss.
On the road and, as usual, stopped by the cemeteries to visit those who have gone on, especially Dad at Willowdale and his parents at Wayne memorial, but we had to get out of there fast because of a huger funeral they were having for a former fire chief in the area. They had two fire trucks with ladders extended and an American flag draped over it.
Took US-117 to I-40 to the exit where we got off and got back on US-117 which we took to Paul's Place Famous Hot Dogs in Rocky Point, N.C. My family has been going there for as long as I remember and even before (opened in 1928).
It was National Hot Dog Day and what better place to celebrate it than atthis place. Meat shortages in WWII caused them to develop one of the best relishes I've ever tasted. Add mustard, onions and serve the hot dog on a moist bun and you have some mighty fine eating.
Took US-17 to NC-50 onto Topsail island, through Surf City and south to Topsail Beach, arriving shortly before a huge storm broke loose.
Three Hot Dogs and Drink for $5.99. --RoadDog
REDNECK COMPUTER TERMS: BYTE-- What yer pit bull did to cousin Jethro.
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Listen to this man. Seven years of college, you know. Trying to reason with 2020 and, now, 2022.
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