July 6, 2001 Breakfast at a cafe outside, Wakefield, Michigan. I'm going to put a lot of road behind me in the next few days. Got to be careful, a lot of deer around here. I saw a young buck on the side of the road and I don't know who was more scared him …
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70 Days, 7000 Miles, Day 3
June 25, 2001 Great night's sleep. Woke at 6:00 am. Breakfast. Said "goodbye" to M. and R. and thanked them for a really great time. Went out on the main highway and almost got hit by another car. They honked at me which I accepted because I didn't see them because I wasn't looking. Note …
Remembering My Dad-Our Ambulance Camper
Somebody once wrote “I dream things that never were and say "why not.” My family lived these words long before they were ever written. In the late 1950's, when our small town fire department put its outdated ambulance up for sale at a bargain price, my father bought it. It wasn't a box van like …
Going to India
India has been on my list of trips for awhile but what finally made me decide to go was a Hindu celebration held in St. Augustine in April. I loved the color and joy I witnessed. I told one of the participants about my travel list and was given prayer beads and enthusiastic encouragement to …
Fitness Training for Old Age
Me, March 2018 Ponte Vedra Beach, Florida Eleven years ago I had back pain. I think it was psychosomatic. I was mad at myself for staying too long in a relationship that wasn't working. Once I got the man out of my head, the back pain was gone. Two years ago, I developed pains in …
A North Country Love Affair
Author's note: Since I wrote this piece a few years ago, I have to confess, The North Country and I now have an open relationship. I go to Florida during the winter months. But this is home, my base camp and I always return. I'm here now. Unfortunately, the weatherman is predicting ice and sleet for …
Every Story Must Be Told
On the way home from Florida, of course, I stopped to see my three grandkids. After three months of being away I received a lot of hugs. We played and played and played. My seven year old granddaughter said that she had a librarian in her room. I asked some questions about the meaning of …
The Travel Bug, A Gift from My Dad
On Saturday, if my dad was still alive, he would have turned 95 years old. On Sunday, as I headed home to The North Country, I stopped at a tourist attraction between North and South Carolina. "South of The Border" is bigger but shabbier than the first time I visited almost 60 years ago. Route …
Leaving
On a whim I took an adult education class at Flagler College in St. Augustine, Florida. About eight weeks ago, I started this blog. I am a snowbird. When my world up north turns grey, black, and brown I head south. But now that I hear that the snow is melting and spring in North …
“Can You Hear My Voice this Time?”
Sometimes traveling is not about tickets and long flights. Sometimes a significant journey is unplanned and brief. On March 14, I came out of an adult education class at Flagler College in St. Augustine, Florida and saw a large circle of college students under the campus gazebo. Because I didn't want to intrude, I stood …
