We love going places we’ve never been. We drive and then stop, again and again.
We love having a house that takes us around..through mountains, valleys, and each little town.
We love that our animals can all come along.. for as long as it takes.. for as long as we’re gone.
Yesterday, we drove up to Mt. Baldy. It’s a short drive from Ontario where Gus lives.
We have time to relax, and time to explore. Who could ask for anything more?
We miss the family and friends left behind, but we visit our old friends. (The ones we can find.)
It was 22 years since we’d seen friend JoAnne. We’ll see her twice, in a one year span.
We saw cousin Val two more times than we would have. She broke her crown, one more time than she should have.
BROTHER BILLY AND LIZ TOOK GUS, KIP, AND ME TO A WONDERFUL DINNER. NOW A FOND MEMORY.
We look forward to seeing Patti and Jim. Some of our most treasured times are done on a whim.
I’m writing this poem while betting on horses. We’re watching the races and eating three courses.
I PICKED A WINNER, BUT IT TAKES MORE THAN ONE, FOR BILLY AND GUS TO HAVE ANY FUN.
Tomorrow the family will come spend the day. We’re having a picnic at camp KOA.
If you’ll be seeing us soon, I guess I should warn ya. We’ve eaten our way through Southern California.
New Mexico, Arizona, Utah, and Nevada..we had more to eat than we shoulda hadda.
We try to remember, when we eat all that stuff..We’re not too fat. We aren’t tall enough.
We’ll say bye for now. Let a new day begin. We know where we’re going. We love where we’ve been!