The last tour.

He wasn't particulary broken up over it, because the new place was pretty nice.

Registered Rest Rooms? you ask. It was a program begun by Texaco in 1939 to assure the public the rest rooms were always clean. My dad took it to heart: they said if there were thre people in line, he was the one in the middle.

I wonder if he was thinking about everything that had gone before . . . as you'll now see.