Back in 1961 we were traveling and needed to get to some place or other. Dad finally broke down and went into a store to inquire as to how to get there. He came back and told Mom that we needed to go through Ice Field. Much consternation and studying of the map ensued. It was finally determined that he had been told to go through Asheville.

Not a real member - just an ordinary guy who appreciates being able to hang around and say something once in awhile.

Happily Trapped In the Past (Thanks, Joe)

Not only a less than minimally educated person, but stupid and out of touch as well.