Farewell Binny!

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Well...planning has come full circle.  At first the plan was to acquire an enclosed cargo trailer to haul our belongings but thanks to complicated German engineering it was outrageously expensive to wire the car to pull the trailer.  So a quick farewell was paid to "Binny" our brief but loyal buddy.  

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