Rode my bike to the post office after breakfast and picked up fifty pounds of mail. At long last, our mail has caught up with us. Some of it is three months old. Got the old phone bill with $700 worth of phone calls to and from the Netherlands. Fortunately, Steve straightened that out. Neither of us ever phoned the Netherlands in our lives.
Spent most of the rest of the day going through the mail and responding to some of it. Still a lot more to do. My Kaiser claims are still hanging fire, and Roy found out his mother died a year ago.
The weather here is hot and muggy. A shower sure felt good.
In the evening, a big freighter came in to this little harbor. We don't know how it fit. It draws 26 feet, and the place it went is only 4 or 5 feet deep according to the chart. It brought in tons of crude salt for next winter. They ran a conveyer belt from the ship to the parking lot near here and began dumping piles of salt.
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