So, what brought us to Columbus, you ask? Fancy Jancy pants, that’s who!
If I were Huck Finn, Jancy would be my Tom Sawyer
We met the likes of Jancy last year, and I’ve been enamored by her passion for Jesus, charisma for life and beautiful sense of humor ever since!
[Sad news though…not only are we not going to see Jancy again for a while, I now have a cold in my right nostril.]
Every good thing must come to an end, except the wonderful taste of the first s’mores of the year – it should be illegal to stop that happiness squished between two crackers. But here’s the rest of our trip, just in case you need some closure.