On the drive home from Massachusetts, we took a detour to Mystic. I got to say hi to Uncle Dotcom aka Larry, and pester Ray for Quake 2 photos.
I learned that Mystic is one of those places, like Stony Creek or Wampum, that belongs to the former world. There is no town called Mystic, as the maritime village is actually split down the middle between Groton and Stonington.
Etta and I also stopped at the office of YFS where I helped Bull with some paperwork.
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