Another beautiful morning in Colorado. I am attaching two sunrise pictures and my camp site. We will leave sometime this morning for La Veta stopping along the way, of course. When we were strolling around Creed yesterday we ran into friends from La Veta who happened to tell us about free flu shots at the health center. Not wanting to pass up a good deal we all 3 trouped into the health center for our free shots. It's amazing what you can pick up on vacation! More later. . . .

Camping on the Rio

The air is pink. That happens sometimes at sunset in the mountains. . .the air itself appears pink, we call it Alpine Glow. There is nothing like the clear mountain air in the fall. The forest is changing color and the Aspen are taking on their gold color. This is spectacular country and as I drove along to Creed I thought about how much I had always wanted to live in the mountains. Watching the Rio Grande and shear rock outcroppings trimmed in pines everything around me was truly breathtaking. Creed is a lovely little mountain town with galleries, shops and white water rafting tours advertised along the river. I used to enjoy shopping in these little towns but now I am more interested in the art galleries and camping in this magnificent wilderness. When one looks around at the beauty it is hard to think about the hustle and bustle of the rest of the world. I am fortunate to be loving this life.
I will return here next July to kayak. The water is up then and should be great fun. When I get home tomorrow I am going to take the kayak out myself at Lathrop Lake in the National Park. That way I can practice. This is such a fun sport! Surprisingly, after my trip yesterday I'm not sore except in the abs. Paddling is good exercise. Until tomorrow, peace to all.

Camping on the Rio

A new day dawns on the Rio. Such a beautiful sunrise and I would post a picture if I hadn't left my camera in Carl's truck. Fox and I were out before dawn for his early morning breaking of water. Back to the Casita for my coffee and a maxalt for my migraine. A great combo to start your day. Thankfully, the maxalt worked and left my head without the axe in it. Lovely breakfast of eggs and precooked bacon for my protein load. Topped it off with a breakfast bar an hour later. Our plan was to be off for the river by 10 and spend three hours kayaking. Of course, that meant I would miss lunch so had a piece of cheese and a sloppy Joe just in case any trace of hunger should appear before the next planned meal. I am really good at keeping my weight up. You never know when you may need a couple of extra lbs.
Marilyn and I took the dogs for a long walk to tire them out before we left. We loaded up and drove up stream for 7 miles then found a place to put in. Marilyn and I were in one kayak and Carl was alone. As soon as we launched we became high centered on some rocks. Both of us got out and I promptly fell in up to my neck. How that was possible when there was no water to speak of is beyond me. But, there I was in the icy rocky mountain river water. No problem getting into the kayak after we carried it precariously over the rocks to the channel. A word of caution, under water river water are very slick, as Grandpa Bill would say "slicker than snot on a door knob." We slowly picked our way so as not to fall again. At last, we were both in the boat and headed down stream. Great fun despite problems getting in sync with the paddles. I was up front and only hit her in the head twice. I would paddle once on the right pushing the nose left and she would paddle again right pushing the nose straight into the bank then we would paddle like hell on the left. . . too far, of course, so we managed to get turned around. That was sort of the way it was. I'd say we were only high centered about four times so we were fairly fast at avoiding the rocks. The best part was going through the white water. Of course, we yelled and carried on as our 6" waves hit the boat. On a scale of 1-5 our rapids probably came in at a minus 2. Hey, we're just two old broads having a blast.
By the time we put in at the RV park I was completely exhausted and soaking wet and cold. After a change of clothes Carl and I went back for the truck. I am just leaving South Fork when I revved it up to 55 mph just in time for a cop to notice. He swung around with those little lights flashing and I pulled over. Such a nice kid. He wanted to know where we were going so Carl gave him a quick 5 minute answer. I turned over my "papers" and the cop informed me that I was going 59 mph in a 45 mph zone. (I was parked right next to the 55mph sign). I looked shocked (yes, really) and panted that I was sure it was a 55 zone. He asked me when my last ticket was and I said maybe 20 yrs ago. He said they usually don't give warnings in South Fork but since he was the boss he would give me one. Oh how we thanked him and then Carl gave him a 15 minute summary of our kayaking trip. I could tell he was ready to go but was politely listening. It truly was funny. Needless to say, we retrieved the truck and made it back to camp with no further interruptions. I tried to take a nap but didn't work out. That's another short story.
Forgot to mention that I am on nightly oxygen due to sleep apnea, maybe?? Anyway, I have a travel machine that is about the size of a large shredder. It makes a humming noise and every 5 seconds it seems to belch. As a result, I had plenty of oxygen last night but didn't sleep until I turned the damn thing off. A fair nights sleep considering I got up 5 times to use the bathroom. IEEIP*)*&^%$$!!!!!Back to my nap. Hooked up the machine again for my nap figuring I'd make up for lost oxy and listened to hum and belch for an hour. Then I gave up and Fox and I went for 2 long walks. Dinner is over and I'm going to sign off. No oxy tonight (:-)

Camping on the Rio

After an uneventful, eventful summer the Fox and I have escaped in the Casita to Creed, CO. We joined Marilyn and Carl on a short trip to try our hand at kayaking the Rio Grande and exploring the area. Early in the summer I decided it would be a good idea to buy an inflatable kayak. Inflatable because it is lighter and easier for me to carry (or so I thought). Only weighs 32lbs and I figured I could easily carry that down to the water. Oh no, no way Jose! I guess I keep forgetting my ageing body. Damn! The trials of getting old. Not to be foiled I rigged up my pull golf cart to carry the load. My old duffel bag bolted to the cart works just fine to tote the kayak and its accessories.



My friend, Janey, and I tested the equipment on the little Wahatoya Lake across from my house. Everything worked great and we paddled along taking in the beautiful valley we call home. All was fine until I tried to push the kayak onto the landing (with Janey pulling). My sandal caught in the mud throwing me off balance and I fell into the water (only 6" deep) and managed to break my arm. (:-( That was the great event that preceded the uneventful summer). No more golf or kayaking. Fortunately, I only have three more weeks in the cast. I did decide that the arm was strong enough to go camping and kayaking. Stay tuned tomorrow.

We were going to leave this am at 10 and I was up at 5:30 to be sure I would be ready. Getting the Casita ready is now down to a science since I've done it so many times. Had the furnace fixed so all was set to go. I pulled up in front of Marilyn's exactly at 10. Carl still had a few things to do so I went to the gas station to check the air in the tires and get gas. Then back to Marilyn's. Carl was still doing some things so we finally left at a little after 11. This was a 2 hr. trip down 160 over the pass and on to Alamosa, Del Norte and South Fork. We pulled into a very nice campground right on the river. It took me about 20 minutes to get everything hooked up and the rug out, chairs, table and awning. I am getting soooooo good. An hour an a half later Carl still wasn't hooked up. Unfortunately, the hitch fell off of its stand and his trailer sank down on its front knees kinda like a big circus elephant. I had to stifle my snickering. Carl had the hitch bar on top of what looks like an orange traffic cone then whoops! Luckily the neighbor, a big hunk dressed in a "I'm a stud pressed hiking shirt" with an Aussie like hat with leather straps under his chin just happened to have a very large jack. Presto, chango, all fixed. Then Carl had to drain the trailer of bleach water and refill her. Too bad, the cold water faucet in the kitchen wouldn't work, must be plugged saith poor Carl. Marilyn had to borrow two pills for her migraine. A trying day for the Shunks. I played ball with Foxy down by the river and tried not to look in their direction.
Tomorrow, Marilyn and I plan to kayak up and down the river then go into Creed to shop (:-). Until then. . . . .

Naco

Unfortunately, I came down with some kind of stomach icky for three days. I am better now and have played golf a couple of times. For you golfers, this is a sweet little course. They have names for each of the holes and the only one I can remember off-hand is "rattlesnake". Rattlesnake is the 5th longest hole in the US, a 6 par. Not good for one's ego when you consider a boggie is a bloomin 7! Yukie! Oh, it comes by its name honestly, crawling with real rattlesnakes.

The club house is very nice with a restaurant that serves great food. Everyone is very nice and I sure could come back next year. Several of us from LaVeta are playing golf, bridge and taking short trips to see the sights. Lots of fun. I put up my awning and laid down my new blue/white patio rug then the rain came. Took down the awning. Today is bright and promises to be sunny. Deb, Larry and I will either play golf or go to Sierra Vista, depending on the wind speed.

The coyotes here are fabulous. Probably because they are so close, but they really sing to us. I just love it. Every evening and early morning dawn I get the seranade. Oh, life is so good. Lots of beautiful birds but I don't know much about them. There is a hummingbird sanctuary near by that I plan to visit.

We are hoping that the desert will burst forth in bloom with the splash of rain we had. Such a beautiful place if you like the desert. Also, it is kind of a thrill to look out my window into Mexico. In fact, the border patrol picked up 500 lbs of maryj two days ago at the border crossing in Naco. Whew! That was close.

This RV park is full of $350 rigs that are absolutely hugely obscene. I refer to the Casita as "The Rose Among Thorns". Some of these folks are from Canada and have been coming down here for years. I can see the attraction.

Time now for breakfast and Foxy's long walk. Just got the word, Tee time at 10:40, yeah!

Where Are The Keys??

The Fox and I blew into Naco yesterday around 3pm after a long hot drive from Deming, NM. Saw lots of desert along the way and considered stopping at one of many state parks but decided to push onward.
Larry was johnny-on -the -spot to help park the Casita and getting set up. Once again I am facing the ever more frequently occurrence of missing keys. This time I couldn't find the pad lock keys to unlock the hitch from the car ***&^%$. Looked high, low, up, down and in between. No luck! So, until we find a bolt cutter I am without a car. No problemo, plenty of friends around to help me out with transportation.

First thing was a birthday party for Ginny. We had lots of pie and ice cream. Later, it was on to Bisbee for dinner and a couple of hours to catch up on the news of friends and La Vetians. This morning the brave hit the golf course in the face of sand and wind and I washed clothes, put away the winter clothes and got out the summer garb. Lots of wind as a cold front moves in. You can count on it with me. . . everywhere I go comes the cold. No Escape.
Tonight we are going out for ribs then dancing?? Well, you never know.

Foxy has met most of the other canines and renewing old acquaintances. I am a bit worn and feel the old migraine coming on. Thank goodness for drugs! Speaking of which, a few of us are walking across the border and stock up tomorrow.

Almost time for dinner.

New Mexico

We left Ft Davis, TX the day before yesterday and what a gorgeous drive out of the mountains. I guess I am just enamored with the desert beauty, could hardly keep my eyes on the road. After leaving the mountains it was a straight shot across level desert into El Paso. The last time I was there was 1971. Wow, have things changed. The city seemed huge to me, dusty, all highways and traffic. We plowed through to Anthony, a small town on the TX/NM border. Why Anthony?? Well, my toilet wouldn't flush and needed a new valve (flusher to most of us). I parked at the Great American Gravel Flats RV Park adjacent to Camping World and waited for Monday. What a horrible place to stay. This is a new park with absolutely no trees, bushes or even grass. . . just gravel for what seemed miles, interspersed with electric boxes, dumps and water faucets. . . hundreds of them. The old gal who runs the place gave me a 5 min lecture on picking up dog poop. I wanted to pop her in the chops! She kept saying "It's not me, it's the owner."

There were several signs located around the park showing the EXITS; however, when I left in the am there were no longer any signs, only orange cones blocking every (did I say every) street. Oh, did I also say that there were about 10 rigs and around 500 parking spaces?

Woops, let me back up a bit. When the repair guy asked me for the keys to the Casita to fix the T I couldn't find them. UGH. So back to Gravel Flats to see if I dropped them there. After a search of car, purse and ground I gave up. They used a pass key to gain access. At least I thought they did. When the repair guy showed me the working T I said that I would have to have a pass key made before I left. He looked at me quizzically and said why, here are the keys (he was holding them). I couldn't believe it. He said he found them on the door handle of the passenger side of the car (on the outside!). Well, whadaya know.

The next 2 hrs we drove on to Deming where we are parked in the LOW RV Ranch. Something to do with Loners, singles (legally single, guess they had trouble with the other kind@#$%??)/. So I stayed and joined them for happy hour with my bottle of water then on to the pot luck. Yummy, meatloaf, two vegie hot dishes and a Rum cake I couldn't eat. The company was interesting and pleasant. These are full-time RVrs all in their late 60/70's. One guy said he never knows if he'll be around for the next day. . . he can't even buy green bananas just in case. . . . . . Broke me up!

Fox is looking at me with soulful eyes, please take me out to play. So, I am off to somewhere after a dog walk and shower. Later. . .

Ft. Davis, TX MacDonald Observatory

This is third night in Davis Mountains State Park. Quite lovely here, the mountains range up to allmost 7,000'. Not high compared to Colorado but beautiful all the same. Again, this is high desert, very dry, scrub oak, juniper, pinon, agave, yucca and cactus. The first day we spent looking around Ft Davis. Went into a Thrift shop to benefit the Humane Society and, alas, found just the right coffee pot. A black/decker all plactic that brews 2 cups at a time for only $3.50! Works perfect in the Casita. Then I stopped by a broom shop where the guy makes hand made 1800 brooms. Of course I bought two. Not because I intend to use them but only because they looked good!

Yesterday I spent three hours at the observatory learning about the sun. Also, saw the sun in real time through the telescope, sunflares and sun spots. Very interesting. We then visited the two large telescopes one with a 9' mirror. Very impressive. Last evening I went back for what they call a Star Party. Wow! I saw the moon and venus. The moon was beautiful and I could see the craters quite distinctly. Also saw the Orien Nubula and Star cluster 52. The night sky was heavy with stars. No city lights for many miles and the sky was really dark. The moon was just a sliver with Venus almost right next to it. Stunningly beautiful.

On the way back to the Casita I saw several Javelina. Really ugly little creatures. Fox was ready to chase them when I took him out before bed. One came right in camp and didn't seem to care whether Fox saw him or not. It was 28 this am and is supposed to be 20 in the morning. I am going Van Horn then on to El Paso on Tuesday. It is getting quite cold now. . . almost sundown. Guess I'll take the Fox out one more time.

Alpine, TX

I had quite a break there due to absence of service in the Big Bend area. Spent one night in Marathon getting ready for the trip into Big Bend National Park, TX. Marathon is a small town about 69 miles from the Park Hdqs, Panther Junction. I stayed at a pretty nice RC/Motel combo park. It had been beautiful all day, clear skies and warm. The mesquite trees slowly disappeared the further I traveled from Sonora and the Juniper shriveled to about two feet tall. Clearly, we were entering the desert. The temp read 18 the next morning and my water had frozen. Fortunately, you can't do much to damage these Casitas and all was well; although, it took me quite a while to unhook the hose. Had to use pliers. I just put the two ends of the hose together and stuck it inside the Casita to thaw.

The trip to Big Bend was just lovely. There we were on the Chihuahuan desert. No trees, just huge yucca like plants with gigantic blooms, prickly pear cactus, walking stick cactus, and all manner of vegetation adorned with spikes, needles and burrs. The prickly pear was fascinating because as it dies it turns various shades of purple, orange, red and pink. This past year has been very dry so many cacti have passed on to "higher prickly grounds". I had a hard time keeping my eyes on the road.

Just picture these desert plants with a back drop of ragged, jagged spiraling mountains, many of which were volcanoes. You find a mix of jagged red/orange hills next to volcanic ash that has turned into white rock with age. Better than science fiction. When I stopped at a scenic overlook and got out of the car I was hit by the silence, shocking. And, no wind at all. At first glance you get the feeling that nothing could live out here. Wrong, coyotes, javelena, cougar, bear and smaller critters. Simply amazing.

Fox and I stayed at Cottonwood Campground by the Rio Grande River. No hookups and no generators allowed. People are encouraged to camp quietly. The first night we camped under this yellow flowering tree. The fragrance was delicate and just strong enough to leave you with pleasant feeling instead of a headache. That night a group of us watched a big horned owl in one of the tall cottonwoods. I met two gals, Carol and Robin, with two dogs, JJ and Todd. We hit it off and I spent the next 2 days hiking with them. They were camping in a '66 Airstream. . . really nice inside. As it turns out they are from Eureka Spgs, AK where I bought my Casita. They had called on the Casita the day after I bought it. Small world.

Carol is an artist and quite a good one. We showed each other our work and had a grand time talking art. Our first hike was to Saint Elena Canyon. Wow!! The Rio goes right through the canyon with rock walls jutting up 300-4000ft on both sides. It was magnificent with the sun hitting the river and walls. That was a fairly easy hike. The next day we hiked 4 miles to an oasis. Talk about hot and tiring. Of course, all is worth it when you see such spectacular country. The Javelena came into our campground. They are pretty interesting, eat anything and look like pigs, although, they are not related to the pig family. Also got to see two great horned owls mate. What a sight! The owls are huge and I kept my eye on the Fox.

At first, I was a bit cautious about camping so close to the Mexican border; however, the cliffs on the other side were so tall and steep that no one could come over them. I should say, though, border patrol were everywhere so I felt pretty safe. Coming out of Big Bend this morning I was stopped at a border inspection station. The officer just asked me if I was a US citizen and if I had come from the park. Then he wished me well and off I went.

I pulled into Alpine around 2pm. This is not a pretty place. Looks rather shabby and run down. Tomorrow I will look around town, get groceries and check out Marfa 35 miles down the road. It is supposed to be somewhat of an artist community. Today I spent my time doing the laundry and taking a shower. Man did I feel dirty after 4 days in the park with no shower and a lot of dust. Had eggs for supper and a frozen McDonald's hot fudge sundae I bought when I pulled into town. I stuck it in the freezer for a treat after dinner. It is dark and I can feel it cooling off. I sure will sleep well tonight after my household chores. Onward tomorrow. Oh, I should say that I am really enjoying staying in the National and State Parks. Cost me $7 to camp! The US is one beautiful place and I love the stark, expanse of the west. . . astonishingly magnificent.

Caverns of Senora

We are outside of Senora, TX camped in the Caverns RV Park,, beautiful spot. Lots of large mesquite trees and juniper, rocky ground. I say large mesquite because as I leave the Hill Country for dryer parts of Texas the mesquite gets smaller and smaller and it reminds you of scrub oak. This spot is in the middle of nowhere, very quiet and should be very dark tonight. Chance to peruse the universe. . .always a delightful passtime of mine. I think I will take a tour of the caverns tomorrow morning.

This morning I joined some Casita friends and chatted more about life in the EGG. Very nice people. Then I went on to Fredreicksburg and stopped at the Trade market outside of town. Lots and lots of vendors with mostly antiques. I did eat some Texas bar-be-qued brisket and a piece of fudge. Found a little daschie yard decor made out of something rusted. Of course, I had to have it. As it turned out, she was also selling fudge, lucky for me! While I was talking to her she asked me the name of my dog and I told her. She said "well Foxy is one of those names that you can't tell what gender it is, kinda like "Pat". With that we both had a good laugh. I told her that was the funniest thing I had heard all day. Anyone who watched SNL knows why that is funny.

Driving on HWY 10 to Junction and Senora you mostly see rolling hills that tend to get flater as you go west. Flater also = not much water and shorter trees and taller cacti. Really rugged. I had the country 'n western music blaring. . . songs like "singing the blues" and "She got the mine and I got the Shaft" Great songs!!! I continue to develop my Texas twang.

I am going to fix a little dinner and prepare for it to get dark so I can look at the stars and listen to the coyotes. Life is good.

Back In The Texas Hill Country

Finally, I am back on Blog duty. Took quit a break after Palo Duro Club. From there I went on to McKinney, TX to visit good friend, Jill Ellen. We spent the weekend at her lake cabin in Bonham, TX. Very restful and lovely to just relax and catch up on old and new times. She has 3 Italian greyhounds, they and Foxy got along just great. He had such fun running around Jill's property. Reminded me so much of Palo Duro Club, even the coyotes were singing. When I get pics ready I will load a few.



From McKinney I went to Dallas and stayed with Nancy and Carl Klinke for a couple of days. Nance and I went to Kimbel Museum in Ft. Worth and the Museum of Modern Art. Both were wonderful but I was quite taken with the Modern Art Museuem, beautiful stainless steel sculpture outside by the Japanese pool titled "Conjoined" . The piece looked like two stainless trees reaching out to one another. Fab!! The next day we went to the Museum of Modern Art in Dallas. What a wonderful two days. Then Nancy took me to the airport to fly to Ft. Myers, FL to see Mom. I left my Casita on the lake at jill's place and my car at Nancy's.



Fox and I spent 5 weeks in FL with Mom. Had a very restful time but the weather was cold so I only made the beach twice. We did play golf and I took Fox to the Doggy Park everyday to play with his friends. Mom and I went to a dance for the Golf Scramble folks. Guess it is the big event for the year. I actually danced with real live men. Also played in the Scramble a couple of times. Did manage to visit the Edison/Ford summer estates. WOW, what a couple of magnificant minds. I can only imagine their dinner conversation! I should mention that Fox managed to eat a stick of butter off the dinning table when our backs were turned! Ugh! He was up all night with the Fox Trots! I put beach towels down all over the carpet in my bedroom. Not a pleasant event but the towels saved the day. Haley came to visit us in FL for 4 days. During that time her Dad and his wife Mary also visited. We all went out to lunch. It had been almost 15 years since Mom had seen Clay. It seemed like a life time to me.

I made my way back to Dallas on Feb 12. Went to the Lake to spend a couple of days and pick up the Casita. Jill is a Nurse Prac. with her own clinic so I got some free meds, shingle shot and VB12 shot! Whoopie, I feel great now. Except for a humungus bruise from the shingle shot. I had a reaction so had to take allergy meds. Jill had day off on Monday so she went with me to drop off Casita at the factory for minor repairs and dinette conversion. I got rid of the captains chairs and put in a booth dinette so I could have a twin bed for company. It looks great. I picked it up Wed and headed to Waco.

Spent last night in Reynolds Creek Park run by the Corps of Engineers. Only cost me $10 for the hookups and the place was georgous! The lots were on Lake Waco and each one at least 1/2 acre! I was so tired when I arrived that I didn't have the energy to blog. We got on the road about 10am and I decided to go through Crawford. Nice little town but the Bush's weren't home so I didn't stop. Then went on to Gatesville and ended up in Johnson City. I noticed on Casitaclub.com that there was a Casita rally here at the Miller RV park so I decided to stop on the chance they had some extra spots. Sure enough I got one. Fox and I walked around and met quite a few nice folks. Most of them do rallies every 2 months or so. Boy did they have their Casita's in great shape with all kinds of bells and such. I will leave in the am for somewhere. Haven't decided yet.

Have to say that I felt right at home here in the Hill Country. I had forgotten how much I liked Texans and the countryside is lovely. Rolling hills of cedar trees and mesquite. Saw a ranch with ostrich and Greater Kudu grazing (they kindof look like gazelles but have 3' horns that are swirled). I haven't seen those animals since I left Africa 35 years ago. Game meat must be big business here.

This was a short blog for 6wks worth, but now I feel caught up. I am sure I will be filling in as I go along.

Images of Palo Duro Club

On The Road Again

Well, here we go again! Fox and I are camped at Palo Duro RV park just east of Canyon on the road to Palo Duro Canyon. We pulled in at 4pm yesterday and met Deb and Larry. Boy, the Casita sure looks tiny next to their rig. What a nostalgic trip this first day was. Guess the family has traveled this road 100s of times in the past 44 years. I haven't been here since just before Dad died 14 yrs ago. As I left Raton it felt like I was drifting into the past traveling HWY 87 through New Mexico to Clayton. What beautiful vistas! There was Capulin Mt. as it was millions of years ago when it spewed lava over the valley floor. Everywhere are hills of lava rock. Makes me wonder when the last time was it erupted. I'll have to look that up. The town of Capulin may have added one more art gallery but one gas station was boarded up, probably because of the high prices. The other villages like De Moins were almost ghost towns. As I pulled into Clayton it was like a picture out of the old west. . . wind blowing dust and tumbleweeds down the main street. No Hi HO Cafe, in fact, I looked for the building but couldn't find it, probably painted a different color or something.

I turned off 87 and took Boy's Ranch road. WOW, did that take me back in time. Would you believe the Canadain River was actually full of water. I think that is a first. Coming into Amarillo everything had changed so much that I took 3 wrong turns. Finally made it to the RV park where I met Deb and Larry. We all went out to Palo Duro Club. What a trip. I took several pictures that I will upload tonight when I get into Dallas. The place is beautiful, the creek is up, no wind and it was about an hour before sunset. The memories started coming. . .remember when the couple was parked on the bluff in their VW Bug? They got out of the car and put down a blanket to lie on while they watched the stars and the VW started moving and went over the cliff! Scott water skiing on stryafoam boards on the back of Sam's boat. Deb and I kept trying to remember who lived in what house. We walked over the first crossing around the creek to Mom and Dad's house. Boy, was it beautiful, the water calm and the late day sun shinning through the trees. The evergreen tree is now taller than the house! What memories we have to tell! Haley, Scott and Greg, you would have loved to been on the walk with us. Wouldn't it be great if we could someday have a reunion there. Something tothink about.

I need to get dressed and have coffee with Deb and Larry before I take off for Dallas. More tonight and I will post pictures. Let's all remember that there is and always will be a special quality about the family we were and are.