As we headed down the Hudson, some of the houses became a bit more serious. Some became ridiculous. The competing traffic started to demand more respect also.
As we approached New York City, Beverley seemed to get more into the enjoyment of the trip. New York and the visit from her daughter were looming closer.
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Keep writing. We want to know how you are. Give Tuck a squeeze for me. Poor wee guy
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