Oops

Had friends from Liberty over this afternoon, I forgot to tell them about the BRB. One went around the Lake, the other through Wildwood. Both asked, "What happened?" I started with the pot holes this spring on the BRB, then the patching, then the plates, then the soldiers, then the barricades...welcome to the BarryRoadBrouhaha! Their eyes were glazed over. Then the frosting on the cake...two and half years! I could tell they were being polite, nodding with a serious look. Later on in the afternoon I sent them on their way with the secret detour route...I could tell they felt privileged.