The summer started in early May as we moved from the house we built almost 10 years ago. The first week we were in our camper was spent at Henry Horton State Park. This was a nice break. It was quiet and very peaceful. We listened to owls and many other birds too.
Once the final papers were signed and our check deposited in the bank for the house we moved the camper to Ridgetop Country Club.
Benjamin was waiting for us and it was good to be close to family at that time. The first day I held a chair down by the pool most of the day. After packing, packing and more packing, then being talked to like a traitor from our buyer I needed to just do NOTHING, which is exactly what I did. Jim cooked and I sat.
Memorial Day all our kids came to help us celebrate and it was wonderful to have our 4 together again. It had been a couple of years since that happened and we love when they are all together. They worked holding a few chairs down around the pool too.
I even got a picture of our first born and our last born together.
When the Illinois car pulled out Monday morning there was an extra boy at the Country Club and we had just a great week with him. We never get him to come visit so this was a rare occasion and we had the best time. One of the most fun things we did was play Putt Putt Golf. Jeremiah is a great television announcer and entertained Benjamin and I and I have a feeling the old couple that ran the course too.
But like all good things the week ended soon and we told Benjamin good-bye on Friday afternoon and Saturday morning bright and early the blue Cruze took off for the Land of Lincoln.
We visited the week in Illinois. First with Kim and family, then took a day and went down memory lane on our way to see a good friend of mine from years gone by.
One of our first stops was at the house where we lived when my dad died. It doesn't look near as big as it did when I was 9 years old. Then we drove by the building where I went to school for 4 years. It's not a school anymore and has been changed a lot. Then on to a little town where my aunt and uncle lived. They kept my horse that I rode before my dad died until she departed for horse heaven. Her name was "Old Pet" and I loved that horse like she was million dollar winner.
Uncle Glen also kept my horse, Tony, after our house burned and we sold the land in Vermont. He was just the best horse and knew more of my life's secrets than anyone. My mother was a smart lady to buy that horse for me.
Then we stopped at a little Antique Mall in Cuba. It was such a neat little place with some really nice things. The lady there knew some of the people I used to know and we had a good visit.
Then on to Donna's house for a couple of days and a visit with her two sisters in the nursing home. Getting old isn't ALL fun. Sad to see these two ladies like this.
The last stop was our wild nephew, Kermit, and his better half, Beverly, that makes him look good. We just kind of go in there and make ourselves at home like we do at Kim's. It was a good week but alas we were ready to head back south to our new home.
to be continued
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