Which Reminds Me

Yes, there are some nice things about Jill in Wisconsin, but anyway, I was surprised to learn that she is really the wrong sort of Anderson, not really the Foursquare variety of Anderson that we had assumed, so Jill would just be lost at sea in this conversation about China and Hawaii and other matters of historical value. Sometimes it is quite surprising to dig around in these various Anderson trees, only to find actually a Thorson with a mythical hammer poised to smash your head. How is the hammer toss a Christian practice? Leave that for the Olympic champions.