Summer days run low, but vacations continue

"If you're going to try cross-country skiing, start with a small country."

- Saturday Night Live

Summer vacation is nearing its final month, but your postcards are still filling the mailbox. Here are the latest.

The Swain-Hewett family sent a lovely card from Myrtle Beach showing an attractive young woman in an orange bikini. They write: "We know how much you like baseball, but ...."

Ed and Shirley Wilde, of North Augusta, are having a great time in St. Louis, but missed out on seeing a baseball game because of the All-Star break.

Speaking of baseball, Skip Playford and son James send a card showing Chicago's Wrigley Field. They saw a Cubs game in which Sammy Sosa hit the winning homer in the 10th inning.

Beverly Norris sends greetings from Alaska.

Bill and Geneva Paul and family are camping at South Carolina's Hunting Island State Park. And Sandra, Shirley and David Johnson send a card from California. Susan Humphreys is with her son, Clint, in Monterrey, Mexico.

Bud Chittenden, of North Augusta, sends a card from northern Kenya.

Sara Beth is in Lincolnton.

Keith, Dale, Nicole and Rachel Hill send a card from Pompano Beach, Fla. They write: "Went to Key West yesterday. Can't believe Deans Bridge Road (U.S. Highway 1) takes you to the southern most tip of the U.S."

Steve sends a card from Minnesota, where "we've been suffering through 75-degree weather all week. Motor biking, cycling, swimming, boating and canoeing. Been to an Indian pow-wow and plan on seeing a lumberjack contest. How's your week?"

David Jay Daitch sends a card from the Royal Princess cruise ship docking at Southhampton, England.

Mike Marcano sends a card from Xi'an, China, to see the terra-cotta warriors and horses. He writes: "I met one of the men who discovered this in 1974. Really neat."

(Sounds like it, Mike.)

TODAY'S JOKE: A car was involved in an accident in a street. As expected, a large crowd gathered. A newspaper reporter, eager to get his story, could not get near the car.

Being a clever sort, he started shouting loudly, "Let me through! Let me through! I am the son of the victim."

The crowd made way for him. Lying in front of the car was a donkey.

Reach Bill Kirby at (706) 823-3344 or bill.kirby@augustachronicle.com.