Frontiersfolk

Greetings from Fort Scott, Kansas. This used to be the edge of the frontier and a point on both the Oregon and Santa Fe Trails. It was served by the Dragoons (kinda like the early calvalry). I wonder if they stayed at the Motel 6 and ate at Sonic?

The Coens family was gracious enough to allow us noisemakers to stay with them. From the top are Stacey, Brian, Allison (bent over getting her fish), Katie and let's not forget Newman and Sam keeping guard. I'm tucked between Mom's legs fishing too, but where's Piper? Has anyone seen Piper?

I let Mr. Brian help catch my first fish! Here you can see me giving him detailed instructions on how not to touch me with it.

Whew! Mom found Piper. I thought maybe one of those spiders we saw that were the size of a silver dollar pancake had absconded with her.

We also floated, swam (you wouldn't believe how much my pampers can absorb...I almost sunk), skipped rocks (my record is one!) and had an all around super time. Thanks again Coens!

On the way out of Fort Scott, we found Mom's friend, Chris Smiley, in the booming metropolis of Collins, Missouri. Basically the intersection of highways 54 & 13. We shared a cinnamon roll with her that weighed three pounds and was bigger than Piper's head! Sooooo Yummmmmy! All in all a great time. Are we there yet? Yes! Bye bye. R E and P j