Life in Moab
Peggy is my next door neighbor while I am staying at Fred’s. I feel lucky to have her as my neighbor, she’s been nothing but kind. The first morning I arrived and was discombobulated and a little scared (the phones, for the motorcycle shop are spread all around the house and were ringing off the hook. I was nervous to answer them because I didn’t know any of the answers the person on the other line would ask me.) Peggy… Read More »Life in Moab