We are what we are.
- Lake Wobegone motto
The vacation postcards keep coming in.
The Tamplins, of Evans, send a card from the original Disneyland. They write: "We are spending four days in sunny Los Angeles. Spent a day at Disneyland, the beaches and Hollywood. Weather is awesome."
"Illinois Jones" sends a card showing Washington's Cascade Mountains, and wants to pass along a big hello to Lincolnton, Ga.
We have a long postcard from Crater Lake National Park that says, "Hi from Oregon! Our vacation group is here taking in the breathtaking sights - truly some of God's masterful work! Tons of snow, blue skies and blue-green lake. Wow!"
Susan and Penny are "having an unbelievable experience" in the Canadian Rockies. They also sent cards from Idaho and Glacier National Park and Big Sky Country.
Carla and Ted Oellerich, of Hephzibah, send a card from Tennessee: "We came to Nashville to see Vince Gill again this year at the Ryman Bluegrass Series. It was a great show!"
Sally Howard sends greetings from Durham, England, and writes: "I and Sue Jones Ellis, Tom Williamson are from St. Thaddeus Church in Aiken. We are with Sister Cintra Pemberton's Pilgrimage tour of early Christian sites. Having a blessed time."
Corky and Debbie Holloway, of Evans, are also "having a great time eating, playing and shopping" in Myrtle Beach, S.C.
Lynn, Matt and Nick, of Martinez, are "enjoying the scenic route to New York City and upstate New York."
Ellie, Denise, Heather and Ashlyn Daniel send a card from Hollywood.
Michael says hello with a card from Brazil.
Elestine Harrell, of Augusta, sends a card showing a group enjoying the West Coast. She also sent post cards showing sights in California, Oregon and Washington.
And finally, a wonderful moose postcard from Alaska sent by the mysterious, but always lovely "N."
Those are just some of the postcards piling up on my desk. We're still looking for reports from Wisconsin and Iowa to help fill out all 50 states. Just send them to me at P.O. Box 1928, Augusta, GA 30903.
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TODAY'S JOKE: The teacher asked little Johnny whether he knew his numbers.
"Yes," he said. "I do. My father taught me."
"Good. What comes after three?"
"Four," answers the boy.
"What comes after six?"
"Seven."
"Very good," says the teacher. "Your dad did a good job. What comes after 10?"
"A Jack," the boy answered.
Reach Bill Kirby at (706) 823-3344 or bill.kirby@augustachronicle.com.