Woke up to find Sid making a traditional American country breakfast: tons of crispy bacon, eggs fried in the bacon grease, cinnamon rolls. I hadn't had a good cinnamon roll in years. Uncle Carl dropped by for breakfast and we all had another good catch up and some laughs from the old days.
Got an early start, to beat the heat, for Centralia and another evening with Sharon and Fred, doing air conditioned trip planning for my trip to southern Missouri to visit my youngest sister
Charlotte and her family.
Americana for the day: delicious sweet cinnamon rolls for breakfast