Levy Trail South

I walked Levy Trail South this morning in 32:45.
Today would have been Pam's 16th birthday. Z Man and I had a long conversation about her this evening. I recalled an issue of the Trash in which she helped Fucks Like an Egyptian win a Super Bowl bet.
The following is part of a conversation between Pam and Reverend Bob conducted in a Lexus SUV Bob had rented at a Philadelphia airport.
The Trash, Feb. 13, 2005:
Bob asked Pam to the read him the map Fucks had scribbled for them.
"Bob, cats can't read maps," she said.
"Well here, pick it up and hand it to me."
"C'mon Bob, count my thumbs. I can't hand it to you any more than I can read it. Just reach over here and pick the motherfucker up yourself."
"Shit Pam, to tell you the truth, I don't even care," Bob said. "I'm happier than God."