After a fantastic breakfast, and continued fellowship from the night prior, Jimmy and I headed over to a property that he was refurbishing. As expected, he had done some high quality work in the property, preparing it for new owners. He is not that much older than I am, but when I am with him, I am like a sponge, soaking up all the knowledge that I can. I have always been envious of his accomplishments in the world of real estate investing. He showed me around that property and shared the plans that he had to finish it up. I also met a gentleman that does a lot of work with him. I had seen some of the cabinet work that that guy did, and I was already wondering if he could build us a custom desk for the coach. If we were around for a while, I have no doubt, he could do it.
It was getting close to lunch time, so Jimmy and I headed back to his house and with the ladies, we “unanimously” voted to go to the catfish place. We had gone there the last time that we were in town, but we didn’t remember the name of the place; all we knew was, we wanted to go back for another visit. The only problem was that, according to the sign, we got there a day early. The sign said “Free Fish Tomarrow”); yes, it was spelled like that. It was a “cute” sign, but we got the point. We spent a little more time at the counter than we really needed to decide what we wanted, but it was well worth it. I knew that we would be getting catfish, but there were so many other options to go along with it. I think we all ended up getting a salad because they had an open salad bar, and it was “stocked”. If we were not careful, we could have certainly filled up on the salad bar, but we knew that the catfish was on its way. That was really good; I’m certain that we will stop by that place every time we are in Mt Pleasant.
After lunch, we rode around town a bit; our first stop was over to Jimmy’s’ brother’s house. Both Jimmy and Laura grew up in Mt Pleasant, so they both have a lot of family still living in the area. His brother has quite a bit of property as well; we were checking out the new Yamaha “Mule” that he had just picked up. We didn’t stay very long, and we were back in the truck enjoying a tour of the area where Laura and her family grew up. It involved driving down some winding back roads, but Jimmy drove those roads like it was second nature. I probably would have been “creeping” through there. Going back to Laura’s old “stomping grounds” brought up a lot of memories for her; showing us where all of the family members used to live.
We went back to the Newton home to relax and enjoy some of the NCAA tournament that was still ongoing. Later in the evening we decided to go out for ice cream; we ultimately agreed to go by the grocery store and grab a gallon of vanilla and some flavored condiments, and made our own ice cream sundaes. What a great day of fellowship …