Up 'till we pulled in to Traverse City the only thing I knew about it was that the one and only Aaron James Draplin was spawned there. That was good enough for me, 'cause Draplin is one of the best damn people on the planet. That guy has done ten times more for me than I can ever do for him. As a matter of fact, he made the first Red Fang tour posters only asking that "(we) kick the west coast's ass" in return.
When he heard the van was packed and heading out again, he gave us this package of swag:
Salt of the earth. He even called to tell us that his parents had some warm beds and hot food waiting for us, if needed. Thanks Aaron.
Glad to say everyone we met in Traverse City was cut of the same cloth. Thanks folks.
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