Ghost writing.

August 22, Edwardsburg.

The piece of paper on which our route is printed every day often comes with a comment on the bottom, after the directions. Mostly it is to announce somebody's birthday; on Monday this week it was to let people know that Father Dick Notter was holding a mass in the cook house at noon; sometimes it relates to the lot we're going to.
This is what was written today: "Each day is a gift. Enjoy your gift today." I couldn't have asked for a more appropriate reminder of carpe diem after yesterday's trials.
I don't know who writes these notes, although the possibilities are restricted to Tavanna, Vickie and the office employee who joined us before Kelleys Island. I'll find out.