Day 1026. I know there’s something. 

Bits and bobs from my Charles Reid notes. Standing in endless lines at ingles but heading home after picnic in the park. 

Christina and Brenda 


Not the greatest Charles Reid. But I drew four or five of these. This was the first I think. Or second. He moved. It at least that’s what I am going with.  

Margaret off to Augusta and her own bed. Xoxoxo