Sunday

John walked into the mod at about 12:30 am.  He needed a ride to the train station.  We talked for a couple of hours about girls and poems.  Nate came in and gave us a graphic description of the troublesome vomit he had just had due to food poisoning.  Then we hauled John's toolbox, moped wheel, and body-bag of a duffle downtown and sent him off to Elkhart.