A day of bad timing.

 Didn't hear from Tony by the time we were supposed to leave the motel so I made an administrative decision to head to Asheville instead of Wilmington.  Always wanted to see the town and there was another school close that we could see--Southern Wesleyan.  Besides Milt Crotts and his wife Joann live there.  Tried to call them and got a school switchboard so I thought they might be living on the school campus of Joann's school.  When we finally found the place that turned out to be true but they weren't home.  Got a room in a interesting looking motel.  The front of the place is all stone.  Of course there was a email from Tony telling us how to get to his place in Wilmington but that will have to wait till next time.  Checked the Crotts'  a couple more times but it's getting late so we'll wait till tomorrow.  May head to Stone Mountain near Atlanta tomorrow.  The Rushmore of the Confederacy.

Stayed here