First I would just like to say hello to Mrs. Hoverman, my classmate Jake’s mom, whom I met Thursday night but knew who I was before I even introduced myself. Initially I thought it was because Jake talked about me but that wasn’t the case. It turns out Mrs. H is a faithful From Freehold to Flagstaff follower! Some of my other classmates have told me in the past about how they direct their friends & family to the Triple F since it gives them a pretty descriptive account of what the 26 of us have gone through the past 13 (15 for the WFRs) weeks. For all the friends & family of the Unstoppables, It’s been nothing short of an honor to have spent the past 4 months with such a remarkable group of people. You should all be very proud of the sacrifices they’ve made to participate in this program and even though not all of us are coming out of it with jobs, we are coming out of it as much better people. There isn’t anybody in this class that I wouldn’t go to hell & back for and for their sake, Thank You!
With many things in life I’ve learned through personal experience, as well as through the experience of others, that you have to watch what you wish for. That doesn’t really explain what I’m trying to say but I’m not sure how else to word it. It was probably 2-3 weeks ago that I was beginning for the first chance I had to get out of this town. There was a lot of school work still left to do. I was running out of money. I missed my dogs, turtles, family, friends, and girlfriend. I was frustrated about not having a job, had no idea where my next paycheck was coming from, and a lot of those people that are important to me have been going through all types of experiences that I wanted to go through with them. The only thing on that list that’s changed is the amount of school work, because as I start this post it is Thursday night and the only thing we have left to do is look pretty and get our certificates, but I’ve noticed a change in my mindset the past week or so and I almost feel like I don’t want to leave this place. I’ll get into my last week in Flagstaff in just a second but just know that as each day went on, I caught myself thinking about how I’ll never see my new found brothers, sisters, & surrogate mother again after going through some once in a lifetime opportunities with them. I’m pissed that I don’t have a job lined up, I came out here with the mindset that I don’t care if I make one single friend in 4 months but I was going to get a job and get the things I’ve wanted the most in life, I’m actually glad the opposite happened. I’ll miss you all.
Monday: Peace Out PT
We were told last week that today would be an easy day, considering it’d be our last PT day, but we weren’t sure exactly how easy it would be. We warmed up as usual and then Mike brought us in for some lectures…he must’ve read my evaluation about the lack of lectures that were supposed to be covered in class because he gave us another one at the end of class. As far as exercise or whatever went in class, he basically let us do our own thing as long as we were active. Some of us went into the cardio room, others stretched, some lifted, some worked on their abs, and others of us played basketball…I’ll give you one guess what I did. My classmates got to the see my competitive & trash talking side on the very last day of PT and I think some of them were a little intimidated. We had two half court games going on at the same time and then the 2 winners would play each other. Forrest, Nick, Stan, & I lost in our little “championship” game but I definitely took it easy on them considering I didn’t want to get injured before the PEB & I was wearing low top running sneakers. Mike lectured for the final 30 minutes and it was almost comical. He said that he’d given us the knowledge & facts on nutrition & different exercises yet in my evaluation I stated that he did the complete opposite. Ah well, one more annoying transition drive from PT to class and then that nightmare is over.
Mama Jane made some banging cupcakes that looked like owls for the class last night…just what we needed 2 days before the PEB. That didn’t stop most of the class or the instructors for that matter once we got them inside…which proved to be a challenge. Apparently springtime in Flagstaff equals unforgiving swirling winds. I struggled holding the tinfoil top down on top of the cupcakes while I was getting blown down the sidewalk and on my way into the building.
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| Owl cupcakes...or Gonzo? |
If today’s instructor’s feelings are easily hurt if he feels like his students aren’t paying attention to him then I feel bad for because today was our LAST DAY OF CLASS as well. He understood that and was actually very cool. There was no need to take notes anymore but he gave a very heartfelt & descriptive account of a park ranger that was killed in the line of duty no less than a month on the job…he had only been on his shift for an hour when it occurred. There were a lot of “it’s a small world after all” facts about how the instructor knew the ranger which made it even more compelling and you could see that in the faces of my classmates. We turned in our radios & chargers before class and on our first break, we turned in our duty belts…that’s when the goosebumps started coming…along with the realization of “wow! this is almost over!” I semi joked about not wanting to give up the belt and I even lunged for it after I turned it in, Doug laughed then yelled at me for holding up the line hahahaha.
I asked to have a “going away” dinner tonight for Nick, Jane, & I…my surrogate family. We decided we were going to try the New Jersey Pizza Company place and Jane’s daughter, Mandi, & her boyfriend Josh came over to join us. After class Nick & I stopped at Walmart & picked up some of Jane’s favorite wine. When we got home we decided to get a meat lover’s pie & a vegetable pie dubbed Vegetable 2010. Reviews of this place say that the food is great but the service sucks. Flagstaff locals call it “Pothead Pizza” because of the employees there…but we were gamey and I got to get a taste of home…NOT. Okay I agree with the locals’ view of the employees…we ordered at 5:30 and the guy said that the food should be ready by 6:10. “Will it really be ready by then?” Mama Jane asked. He replied, “uh…it should be ready then. Yeah close then..around then. Yeah it’ll be ready.” Hahahaha. These dudes need to change their name because this pizza was a disgrace to real New Jersey pizza. I finally tried that Ranger I.P.A. beer with dinner…that also sucks but then again I don’t really drink & I don’t really like beer so my opinion is a little slanted. We took some pictures then Jane noted that this was practically leaving day…at which point I belted out a power ballad entitled “Leaving Day.” I basically yelled the words (which were very clever but I of course now forget) while Jane kept the beat by pounding on the table and moving her head along as I sang. The 5 of us watched a couple of Youtube videos, then I said my goodbyes to Mandi & Josh, and hit the sack.
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| Ranger Drinking a Ranger...yes I know I have gray hair...been like that since I was 11 |
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| Some of the dinner guests. Mandi (Jane's daughter), me (w. Fiona Coyote), Nick, & Josh (Mandi's bf) |
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| Nick & I tried recreating this pose for some pics |
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| We didn't look at the pic so we had no reference point... |
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| ...and we were way off |
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| Mama Jane & I tried too...fail |
Tuesday: Field Trip – Unstoppable Style
We had Tuesday morning off and I planned on using the time to follow up on some job stuff so you can imagine how weird I felt when I got a call from an unknown number immediately after I woke up. It ended up being a representative for the company that would be shipping my car back to NJ. The dispatcher informed me that the drivers were in San Diego but they would be around to pick up my car around 8-9 o’clock tonight. YIKES! Short notice much?
I finished packing the two boxes of clothes that I was shipping home and brought them to the crooks at the UPS store. If I thought they were thieves for what they charged me to ship my stuff out there then they should probably be on death row for what they did to me for shipping the boxes back. I downsized the amount of stuff I’m sending back by nearly a garbage bag so you can imagine how pissed I was when I found out that I was being charged the same amount to ship 2 boxes home that I was charged to ship 3 boxes out here 4 months ago. I didn’t contest this crime because I had to get my car ready…but JESUS!
When I got home I cleaned out everything that was visible in my car. I took all of my CDs out, cleaned up my change dish thing and any loose garbage & clothing was dealt with. The nice dispatcher informed me that if I handed the driver $20 he wouldn’t give me any crap about packing some stuff in my car. It’s technically illegal but really only enforced if you’re shipping your car on a boat; as long as they can see out the back window then life is good. I packed up my TV, PS3, 2 winter coats, printer, lawn chair, 2 pillows, 2 sleeping bags (nobody came out to visit me so they got no use), my camping bag that I filled with some fun things, my bookbag that has just about every paper & book that I didn’t have to turn in inside it, a little cooler, and some shoes. I got done packing just in time to microwave a Lean Pocket and change into my uniform...for the last time!
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| hahaha...just throw a blanket over it, it'll be ok. |
We would be visiting two park type areas for our class field trip, Elden Pueblo & Walnut Canyon. Elden Pueblo did nothing for me. We were our tour guide’s first group of the season but I have no idea what he was talking about. Pueblos are tiny rooms that are supposed to have at least 8ft high roofs that the families that lived in them would have to enter from the top. The pueblos were now just the rock walls that outlined them and those rooms were SMALL! I’m sure the stuff the guy was talking about was cool to some people but most of us could not wait to get out of there.
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| Learning in the Community Room |
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| poor picture but this is actually like 4 different pueblos...more pics on my Facebook page |
We had roughly a half hour to get to our next destination and Nick was craving a Frosty so we stopped at Wendy’s. Apparently some of our classmates had the same idea good thing that PEB doesn’t affect if we graduate or not. Somebody said Walnut Canyon was a couple miles away; we made it there in like 5 minutes. Liar! This place was cool. Both places we visited today used to house Indians (I forget the tribes) but Elden Pueblo housed pueblo/room dwellers and Walnut Canyon housed cave dwellers. As I walked toward the visitor center you start to see the canyon open up & drop straight down where you could see cave openings. It was a very awesome site.
Our group gathered up and we were greeted by our tour guides, two archaeologists; Ted, who was apparently in the wildland fire class with us, and Kelly, who looked extremely pissed off at us but also looked too cute to be doing this line of work (somebody referred to her as a babeologist…it’s been a long 4 months for some of us I guess lol). We headed down the narrow paths & cliff edges in a single file and we often found ourselves having to get out of other walkers’ ways…but whatever this place was very cool. We were allowed to go in the rooms inside the cliffs but couldn’t touch or sit on their walls and all that jazz.
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| Some of the caves |
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| pretty |
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| imagine living in that with your entire family |
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| Exploring |
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| EAST COAST CONNECTION: NC, PA, NJ, NY, NY, VA |
One of the toughest things for rangers to regulate is the amount of vandalism done to various sites and resources…especially in this canyon where they can’t physically patrol. We saw some carvings in the rocks, learned about spray paint incidents, and saw some examples of people trying to “rebuild” some of the rooms with loose rocks. It was a great little trip…until we had to climb back up the steps to get back to the visitor center. Getting back to the top was extremely difficult, even for a bunch of relatively young people that spent the past 12 weeks doing PT 3 days a week. I have no idea how the old folks were doing it. We were all gassed and starting to sweat and we were just walking up the steep steps. A mother and her two young daughters had similar issues, as they made evident when they reached the top and were wheezing and the mom couldn’t even talk to her other child that was waiting with his father at the top. Nobody told me we were doing PT today! Don’t they know what tomorrow is?
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| Probably not good that we didn't see this until we made our way back up to the top. |
We hung out in the museum for a little bit, saw some Indian boobies painted on the wall, and then we took a brief tour to even more pueblos. They just restored the area where the pueblos were but you could already see footprints all around them…you were supposed to stay on the trail. We were dismissed & I saw my dad called, we caught up real quick and he sounded very happy to hear from me. I also had a voicemail from my driver. He said he wouldn’t be able to get my car until tomorrow morning so I set up an appointment for 8am…here we go again!
Part of Mike’s final PT lecture included eating lots of steak, fish, chicken, almonds, & avocados to get ready for the PEB so Travis had the idea to go out & grab some steaks for dinner. I invited the whole class but only John, Tex, Kopplin, Travis & I went. I’m not a big steak eater but my ribeye was amazing! Mike would be proud. Speaking of instructors, I saw our lead driving instructor there. He sat down with his family and seemed to recognize me when he did, but I didn’t want to bother him. I ate an avocado, applied Icy Hot to my sore legs, and made sure my iPod was charged for the big PEB Day tomorrow.
Today has been one of my favorite days of the year for the past 4 or 5 years…NFL Schedule Release Day! I naturally reached out to my main fantasy football league managers to wish them a happy holiday and even alerted the Facebook nation about the big day. Why did I alert the managers you ask? Well I did it to give them a chance to start preparing like I do…analyzing schedule difficulty , fantasy playoff schedules, and seeing where bye weeks fall. If they were like me then they’d have a head start right now as I’ve been too busy to be that big of a nerd at this point…but I’ll step my game up soon. Sure I’m a little crazy about fantasy football…but doing this has one me at LEAST two Superbowls every year for the past 4 years. Cash Money Baby!
The Giants have one of the toughest schedules next season but they start the season off with a very winnable first 7 games before taking on the Pats…but we all know how things turned out the last time they played a meaningful game. What? You forget…here’s a reminder:
During that 7 game stretch they host the Dolphins, easy win. My roommate from my freshmen year at Stockton, no not the one that killed his dad, is a big Dolphins fan and he’s already got me intrigued about attending this game. That’d be awesome because I’ve only seen him once in the 6 years (holy crap) since we graduated. None of this will matter if they don’t resolve this obnoxious lockout situation…which kind of reminds me of the crap all of us wannabe Federal job seekers are going through…yet not at all. HA! I’m going to bed where I will dream about the day that I get a job, the NFL fixes itself, and my previous sentence makes sense.
Wednesday: PEB
At some point in my dreams I remembered that my 8am car pickup, which would be at my house instead of going to a truck stop this time, might not be complete before 8:30…which is when we had to leave for our PEB, so I woke up and called the driver at 7:20 to make sure he was in the area and to see if he could come earlier – left a voicemail. I called again at 7:45 and once again at 8, left a voicemail at 8. I didn’t need this shit this morning. For you new readers, it was an absolute catastrophe getting my car out here and I couldn’t go through this again with such a big test waiting for me in less than an hour. At 8:10 I called dispatch and was immediately put on hold. While on hold the driver called me and said he’d be here in 3-4 minutes…he was here in 15. To make that worse, I was outside taking pictures of my car and the guy drove right by me as I waved to him. He stopped at the end of the road and called me. He said he had to go the next road so he wouldn’t block a driveway and then he’d walk back to my car…its 8:28. I told him I’d drive up to him and drop my car off because I had to leave for a test. The drivers pulled into the nifty center lanes that they have out here which enable you to make left turns. I pulled up behind him, he got out and shook my hand, I rushed him into inspecting my car while I photographed the truck and the drivers the best I could and then caught up with him again. I gave him a 20 and told him to get something to eat…he snatched it right out of my hand and stuffed it into his pocket like he was a fat kid fighting for the last cookie on a plate. So at least that’s taken care of, now it’s time to get serious.
We stopped & picked up Carter and then arrived in parking lot around the same time as a few of our classmates. We walked across the lot, street, other lot, and around the gym building together but I took that time to get in my zone. I put on my iPod and lifted my hood over head with my sunglasses already in place; I looked like and felt like a prize fighter making his way to the ring to win a championship belt. I was blasting my Hatebreed so loud that I couldn’t even hear Carter & or Nick shouting to get my attention. It was kind of dumb that they seemingly wanted to get my attention just to see if they could but whatever. I immediately went into the bathroom and then by the time I got into the gym, an overview of the day was being given. I stored away all of my stuff and joined the class.
The PEB, physical efficiency battery, is a test to gauge your physical abilities…obviously. Most law enforcement agencies have something similar to this and most federal law enforcement officers follow FLETC’s (Federal Law Enforcement Training Center) standards. Contrary to popular belief most of the semester, we don’t have to pass the PEB in order to get our certifications. We will however have to pass one, if we get hired, before we actually start at our parks. The PEB gauges your flexibility (sit & reach), bench press (certain % of body weight), agility run, 1.5 mile run, and total body fat %; to pass you need to be in the top 75% (I think that’s how you articulate it) for your age & gender group. If you get a permanent or full time position you need to successfully pass all 5 areas, for seasonal (I’m in a seasonal academy but am eligible for permanent work) you only need to pass the bench, agility run, & 1.5 mile run. Ya dig?
We did things a little differently than we did for the PEB pre-test back in January. The first thing we did was warm-up with some laps, stretches, push-ups, & jumping jacks; we’d then weigh-in, do our body fat test, & test our flexibility. We only had one of each instrument to complete these elements so there was a lot of waiting around on lines to start the day. We weighed in first…260lbs; 10lbs over my goal weight for where I wanted to be when I got out of here but I’m still down 26lbs from when I left NJ on January 2nd…1 pound for every Unstoppable in my class. The next line was for the body fat test but when everybody finished weighing in, Kathy brought over the little box for the sit & reach and began testing that. Once people did their body fat test they were supposed do the flexibility test but people wanted to get a chance to stretch…so I jumped in figuring that I’ve been unflexible my entire life so it wouldn’t be too detrimental to my ego and I’d get it out of the way. I think in the pre-test I got 12 inches, I improved to 13.5 painful inches. I was shocked to see that I wasn’t the least flexible person in the class. While waiting for the body fat test I weighed myself again without my shirt on and gained a pound…how does that work? I then did the body fat test but have no idea how to calculate the measurements into a percentage so we’ll find out what they were at graduation. Now it’s time for the serious stuff.
Jumping on the flexibility test when I did enabled me to grab my iPod and get back in my zone. The class was split into odds & evens by our student numbers and half of us got the bench and the other half got the agility run….I was in the bench first group. Benching is a lengthy process. You start with the barbell resting practically on your chest, held there by arms that extend from underneath where you rack it (its a lot harder than normal benching where you can use momentum to get the weight up). You have to push the barbell until your elbows lock out in order for it to count and you have a spotter on both sides of you and you get 5 attempts. While everybody else went I was pacing around the bench and the crowd of people watching, I looked like I was about to charge at somebody and knock them out. I was feeling good, restless, but good. That may have come from the 4 Powerade Energy Caps I ate before we left but I wouldn’t stop moving; pacing, jumping, loosening up my arms, neck, & back.
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| This was from PT class not the PEB...just showing you what I'm saying...know what I'm saying? |
In order to pass I needed to bench 228…you of course can’t do that due to the weights available so it had to be 230. The most I’ve done to date was 225 and that’s where I wanted to start but Kathy suggested to start with a weight you can do consistently so you get a recordable score because if you start heavy first you get fatigued easier. This was going to be interesting because I haven’t benched in 10 days as directed by Mike. We get 5 attempts and I don’t remember what I did on the first 3 but I blew right through them without hesitation before the lift and was moving onto 225. I knew I only had 2 attempts left and that I’ve never done more than this weight so I took some more time to focus and calm myself down before this one. I don’t know if that’s what jacked me up or what but I began to push the bar and came to a standstill midway up. At the first sign of struggle, Kathy & the spotters grabbed the bar and racked it…I was pissed! I could’ve pushed it or at least died fighting…I’ve always called for my spotters to rack the bar if I felt I couldn’t do it…she didn’t even give me a chance. Pissed at myself and my spotters, I told them to leave the 225 on…then I thought about it for a second. Even if I got 225 I still wouldn’t pass and I failed to get 220 in the PEB pre-test so I had my spotters set the weight up 220…I’d be in a higher percentile if I got the 220 then I’d be if I missed the 225. I exploded the 220 off the resting arms and locked out almost instantly…winning! I can’t help but get pissed about getting sick and injured and missing nearly a month of lifting because of it so when I got off the bench I spiked my lifting gloves onto the ground and walked away. It’s insane how big a difference 5lbs makes. So with 1 of the 3 things that would count toward me getting a job down, I had 2 more to go and already failed one.
The agility run is my baby and always has been. I’ve always been a fast runner but this one requires some annoying stopping and turning that slows me down a bit. It’s a 10yd course that you sprint a down & back, weave through some cones down & back, and finish with a sprint down & back. You start laying on your stomach and get up when the instructor says go. You get 2 attempts at getting a passing score. I’ve never been in danger of failing this exercise but I wanted to at least break into the 16 second zone. My first attempt was the fastest I’ve ever run this exercise, 17.2…nearly in the top 50%. Not bad for a big goofy weight guy. I felt like I was flying but could feel some slight stumbles along the way. I was super gassed right after the run…still have no idea why I can’t breathe up here. I ran a little bit slower on the second attempt. I stumbled getting up at the start, planted my foot wrong on some of the cones, and my shoe came untied…still ran it 17.4.
That’s done now it’s time for me to put my iPod back on and cheer my PT partner Man Wheels on for his bench press. When it was turn I playfully banged on his head like we were football teammates & he was wearing a helmet. “Get this shit bro. You got this!” I barked in his face as he set up on the bench. He started at the weight he needed to do in order to pass and struggled. He dropped some significant weight on the barbell and I advised him to widen his grip ever so slightly. He plowed through some lighter weights and eventually got back up to his passing weight for his 5th attempt. He breezed through his 2nd attempt at his passing weight and we were both pumped. One of my buds just found out this morning that his PEB results would be recorded for the park he’ll be working at this summer…way to drop the bomb on him. He missed his bench by 3lbs…THREE! That’s bullcrap. Luckily he’ll get a re-test this weekend before he has to head to his park. Good Luck Neighbor!
Two down, one more to go…the 1.5 mile run. The agility run was the only thing I passed on the pre-test and I already missed the bench so I was determined to get this 1.5 mile. I’ve struggled breathing out here ever since I got here and I haven’t ran a qualifying 1.5 mile outside all semester. It’s been super windy the past few days, my legs our sore, I’m tired, and I’m pissed about the bench press…you bet your ass I’m coming out with the heart of a lion for this one. We were able to run on the track instead of the campus course that is much longer than 1.5 mile even though the higher ups say differently. I was definitely in the zone and got some more stretching in but they rushed us to the starting line. We were lacking something that helped pace us in the pre-test…a big scoreboard looking digital clock. They brought one out but I don’t think it worked. In the pre-test I started out very fast but got gassed after 3 laps…half of the 1.5 mile…and had to walk a bit. I ended up missing my qualifying time by 40 seconds that time. The last time I ran a timed 1.5 mile was on a treadmill at The Plex and I started slow…beat my time by 50 seconds and didn’t walk at all. Treadmills are different than tracks but I decided I was going to start slow and gradually build up.
Well today I started slow and still passed some people in the early going. I was getting winded and the wind blowing against us on the straight away toward the starting line wasn’t helping any. I did a half mile, was by the back of the pack, and walked for about 10 steps. I jogged another quarter mile…halfway home…but I still needed to walk a little bit. Jake & I started bringing each other up and began pacing each other…just like we’ve done all semester…but there were some times when I had to start running earlier than he wanted to. When I was starting my 6th lap, the instructor that was keeping and announcing times as you passed him started only announcing the seconds…at which point I started yelling back at him to find out what minute I was on. Man Wheels was already done…yeah he lapped me…he ran it in 9 minutes. He started jogging the final lap with the back of the pack and cheered us on. For the last ¾ of the final lap I opened my stride up real wide and just get driving at that pace until I crossed the finish line. This was a different approach to my usual saving up some steam to sprint the final half of the final lap...but I couldn’t move my legs any faster at this point. I crossed the finish line and heard 13:42…I PASSED!!!!! It’s not a great time but it’s a passing time…the best time I’ve run outside up here in Flagstaff and I still walked probably ¾ of a lap, total. I was so happy I could’ve cried but that would’ve hurt considering I needed a map or a metal detector to find some air to breathe. I didn’t talk to anybody for a few minutes but soon I was frigg’n pumped!
Kathy brought us in as a group and addressed that we just crossed one more thing off our list and made some announcements about our tests tomorrow and graduation news and stuff. When she dismissed us I brought the class together for a huddle with our arms up in the air. “Unstoppable on 3. 1,2,3.” (whole group) UNSTOPPABLE! It was loud and awesome…the first time the entire class huddled together. The instructors laughed at us…it was great. Then we had a far walk back to Nick’s car where we would then drive over to Turiya’s car to get a photo album we’re putting together as a gift for our assistant director…I got to get the pictures together for it. We stopped at Crystal Creek Sandwich Company where I got an amazing tuna, avocado, & cucumber sub that was well worth the 15 minute wait then ran some errands with Nick and headed home.
When we got home a detective stopped us in the road and began asking us questions about somebody in our neighborhood but we weren’t much of a help I don’t think. I showered and waited for Kopplin to pick me up so we could meet up with Nick $ to work on our class slideshow for graduation. I was visibly exhausted but I wanted to push through this little project that I have over 1,100 pictures for. The slideshow doesn’t look anything like the way I pictured it but whatever, it’ll do the trick. Today was Wednesday so that meant $.40 wings at Granny’s and the 3 of us went straight from our slideshow meeting to meet up with 4 or 5 other classmates to get our wing on. NAU’s football coach was retiring so they were having some banquet for him and took up nearly half the bar room…where we wanted to eat so we could watch the NBA & NHL playoffs. Fun fact…the coach was drafted by the Steelers but I never heard of him. We couldn’t get too rowdy at Granny’s because we still had to study for the 2 tests we have tomorrow and none of us started…I have no idea what the tests are on and whenever I asked I got a vague response that confused me even more than I already was.
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| I'm really going to miss this place. |
I got home from Granny’s & recapped the day with Mama Jane on what would be our final recap session ever because it was the last night that we’d be under the same roof L. EKV asked if I wanted to get a study group together so I invited him over because I don’t have a car. He was as clueless as I was. I put together 2 study guides but I never went over them…that’s apparently my new style and it hasn’t failed me since the first test…the only one I actually studied for and the one scored the lowest on. I was soon asleep after a very long and draining day but not before catching up on Glee & Family Guy. (what?)
The absolute final stretch is yet to come…I just didn’t want to bombard you all with all of the goodness of the final week all at once.
Good Night
MOUNT UP!!!
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