Blan's reward for his outstanding job as ring bearer was a much requested return trip to Tweetsie. For months, he has woken up several mornings a week asking, "Can we go to Tweetsie today?" So, we bribed him: Quiet ring bearer = Tweetsie.
We stayed all day Saturday and he hung in there until the end.
Find some gold for momma, son.
A tired, tired train lover.
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