Papa Jim had the nerve to move to away, far, far away, to a place called El-ins-borg, or something like that. So on his final Sunday here, Dwayne made another amazing dinner. No one puts together a hamburger like he does.
Sadly, we didn’t get a picture of Jim, or his burger. But here’s Wesley trying to get his head (mouth)? around his sandwich.
Oh, darling Jim, come back and see us soon! Love you!