OK, now you are way far behind. It seems to be quite a long
time since you have heard from me. I could say that I have been very busy but
that wouldn’t be absolutely true. In all reality we have just found that rest
thing, that time that was to be a big part of this furlough. Except for hooking
and unhooking the camper to and from the truck, I haven’t lifted my hand to any
form of physical labour since we left Dinuba CA. at the end of February. I must
say that it has been good for my body, and the arm and shoulder that I
complained to you about in the last blog, has improved greatly and there are
even some hours of the day I hardly notice how totally useless it has
become. We do take this resting thing
seriously and often just sit around looking at one another, which is way easier
for me than for Gail. But, alas, I have to say that there are times when I wish
I could find a hammer and fix something or even break something. I find myself
looking around the campgrounds at all the things that need fixing and thinking
“I could just fix that, they wouldn’t really notice, would they?” But with
great effort I refrain.
Well, let me catch you up with some of the places we have
been and the things we have done and seen since we last talked. There was a
note to you from The Cascade Caverns RV Park in Bourne TX., from where we left
the following day and headed to a RV park in Eunice, Louisiana. I’m not going
to say the name of the park because I don’t want you to think it was a good
place to go. It was our intent to stay for a week or so but, even though we
were paying a low price for camping, we were not getting our monies worth and
left after two days. We left there and headed to South Montgomery RV Park, just
south of, you guessed it, Montgomery, Alabama and along the way we passed
through Mississippi. We saw the welcome to Mississippi sign and not long after
that the welcome to Alabama sign. We stayed in Montgomery for one week. We made
a day trip to Selma, AL, where the civil rights movement was born out of great
racial oppression. We drove across the bridge where incidents of, what became
known as, Bloody Sunday started and a near massacre occurred throughout the
town of Selma, 50 years ago. It all started because people decided to walk from
Selma to Montgomery in protest of segregation. The march to Montgomery was
completed, due to heavy media coverage, a couple of weeks later, and the famous
“How Long, Not Long” speech of Martin Luther King Jr. was heard from the steps
of the capital Building. We also made a day trip to Montgomery and saw the
Capital Buildings, and went to the Museum of History. We also visited the first
White House of the Confederate States where President Jefferson Davis and his family
lived while the Capital was in Montgomery. Having heard about snow not too far north
of where we were and seeing a truck covered with the dreaded stuff driving down
the highway, we decided we were too far north and packed up and headed south.
We spent the next nine days in Lake Park RV Park in Georgia, only five miles
from the Florida border. From there we did a day trip to a plantation that
dated back to the mid-1800s called The Pebble Hill Plantation. It was
established by Thomas Jefferson in the 1800s but there was no remaining
evidence of the slave history that would have existed at that time. In 1901,it had been converted to a high class
hunting plantation and that era is what has been preserved and which we
visited. We made another day trip into Valdosta, GA and toured the town where
we saw many grand old Mansions. Some of them so old I wondered why WEC didn’t
own them. We had decided to go to a
Church on another plantation in Florida on Sunday, but, when we realized there
had been a time change some time during the night we were too late. This
plantation wasn’t much in comparison to Pebble Hill, so we just took a drive in Northern Florida,
at one point being as close as 50 miles from Jacksonville FL before we headed
back to Georgia. We drove through some swampland, where the road was straight
and flat for longer than you would ever find a flat straight road in
Saskatchewan. The rest of the nine days there we just rested and enjoyed each
other’s company. Feeling a little
confident that the snow had receded a bit we headed north toward Virginia, stopping
for two days along the way at Fort Mill, South Carolina, where we visited with
the staff at Rainbows of Hope Headquarters, a children in crises ministry with
WEC. I had gone there in 2012 to look at and design a new roof for the building
and was able to see the finished product while we were there. We made a road
trip in to Charlotte, North Carolina, where we visited the Billy Graham
Library, an absolute must see for anyone going anywhere near. We continued our
trip to Suffolk, Virginia on Saturday and arrived at our daughter Kym’s and her
husband Brian’s place late afternoon. We have officially abandoned the camper
and moved into their home with them and our two grandsons. This is where we are now and will be for some
time, just to give them a sample of what it will be like when the old folks
move in for good. Each of the kids along the way will get a sample of that so
they will have the chance to change their names and hide before it really
happens.
I’ll post this and a few pictures after Gail has had a
chance to make most of the words into real words because apparently spelling
does still count.
God Bless. With love
Erwin & Gail
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Town of Eunice Only stayed two days |
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You'd think we would notice there wern't two many campers |
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That's it |
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Next home |
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Alabama Capital The steps from which Martin Luther King Jr. Spoke |
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First Confederate White House |
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The bridge where it started |
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The court house where blacks were refused their right to vote |
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One of many old mansions |
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And another |
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Just thought I'd mention |
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Mother goose and her brood of ducks |
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PebbleHill Plantation House |
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That didn't last long |
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Driving through the swamp |
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Billy Graham Library |
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Rainbows of Hope Fort Mills |
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Home in Virginia for a while |
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With the family |
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