On our return from Rexburg, (where they made us feel like rock stars) we drove into Idaho Falls to see the falls, which was well worth the detour, and had lunch at the Snake Bite Restaurant. We sat by the window on the right.
Tom says, "Here's a pop quiz. What does IFPD mean?"
I think he is referring to the Meyers-Briggs Personality Assessment: "Introverted, feeling,
perceptive . . ." I don't remember what D means.
Tom smirks. "Idaho Falls Police Department." We break into hee hawing.
The whole trip was lots of hee hawing. Our bodies are cleansed from all toxins.
Thank you, English Department gods.