The Mules have been limited in our mobility and long distance walking due to severe pain. On Wednesday, we headed west along the Kern River headed for the medical center to see the urologist. It seems we have a gallstone the size of a golf ball. Surgery scheduled to get it out. While we are under anesthesia, the doctor will also look at our enlarged prostate.
Will we then be looking for a golf course? No we will continue our ages old sacred way of life spontaneously wandering in one of all four directions how we choose, when we choose. One nation, the 3 Mules Nation, under God with liberty and room for all who know the extreme value of the nomadic way of life which has been practiced through the ages and will continue into the span of infinity.
