Ping.
Post 3 is going to keep me giggling all day. Thank you, Tex.
That’s like the old refrain of the young girl who learned her family was moving to a notorious mining camp in the California High Sierras in the 19th century...
“Goodbye, God. I’m going to Bodie.”
They spun that years later to:
“Good ! By, God, I’m going to Bodie !”