Finally . . . . finally, finally, finally
Tuesday, May 27th, 2008After a decade long search [and a 4 month long closing debacle], my brother and I finally found a small piece of land to catch a few fish, shoot a few guns, and have a few beers.
Two and a half hours to the east, near Mt. Pleasant, rests the tired, empty town of Bryan’s Mill. Nothing happens there. In fact, nothing happens within 45 minutes of there, which is perfect.
