Well okay, Colorado; it's so long and farewell, the Wombury has to keep on keepin' on. Goodbye to Cousin Tyler, Ali, David, Elizabeth, and George. He's packed the bags, made the bed, wiped the counters, washed the dishes, and scrubbed the floors. There were hugs and soggy good-byes. The only thing left to do was to write a posting.
The Wombury heads back to the mother-country of Sioux City, Iowa. From there he will wend his way to Springfield to bid a merry x-mas to his Gramma Clarke, then up to Chicago and off to New York City. I'm coming home via Chicago. How nice is that?
See, dear readers, the Wombury has his story now-he got what he came for, so now he can go home.
Until then,
The Traveling Wombury
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