Descriptive On my way down to Eastman, Wisconsin to pick up my step-child. I left home at four A.M. I the morning. As I crossed the inter-state in Tomah, Wisconsin. I notice my engine roaring like a lion up the hills and purring like a kitten down the other side. leaving so early in the morning it was very dark out yet. Eastman is about 2 hours southeast as the crow fly 's. I got to Eastman about six A.M. The sun was just peaking over the hills of Eastman as I arrived to the house to pick up Jayme . As I drove down the driveway the shadows in the valley started filling in by the sun. The color of the lushes green grass was becoming very apparent. Jayme poked his head out the door. "Come on jay," I said, "I have class at ten A.M." We