Howdy Neighbor

Yesterday, after work we came home and rested just a tad before my sweet young bride took her old man husband out to La Senorita’s for a birthday dinner.  When we drove into Magnus Park, after a fine meal of wet burritos, we saw a small motorhome that looked very familiar.  It’s so familiar because there is none other like it in the whole wide world.  Anyhow, our next door neighbors from Rainbow Plantation were just pulling into the campground.  “Howdy neighbor”, what a neat birthday treat.

Gil and Orma will be staying a couple of nights right here in good ol’ Magnus Park.  The park is full, but someone that was here due to medical reasons got released from the hospital early so a site opened up just before they pulled in.  Neat huh, funny how the Lord has a way of working things out.  When you’re stuck in one place w*rking, it’s just plain nice to see some familiar faces.

I remember the last year that we workamped at Lake George Escape.  First Doug and Anna showed up in the area so we had them over for dinner.  Then Norm and Linda passed through, it was so good to see and spend time with them.  Then our kids and grandkids came for a visit – all our grandkids from TN and NH, that was neat.  Finally, Mike and Peggy showed up.  Having all those visitors made the season go a lot faster. 

Our kids and grandkids from Tennessee will be showing up before the end of this month as will be Mike and Peggy.  We look forward to those visits.  Hopefully someone else will stop by during the month of August to help break up the monotony.  But, in the meantime, it’s good to see Gil and Orma and we’re glad that they decided to stop by to see us on their way through town.

We took them out to Hearthside so they could see how the other 1% live and then did a drive around Harbor Springs and Wequetonsing to see how another 1% live.  We’re certainly a long, long way from living in either of those percentiles, but it’s fun to do “drive-bys” just to see how rough they have it.  Imagine, having to keep up with the neighbors and put on all those airs.  What a burden they bear.  Then we returned home just to chit chat the evening away.

It’s seven o’clock in the morning as I write this blog and it’s pouring outside.  A thunder storm, which took several hours to pass over, is just moving out.  We’re going to pick up Gil and Orma around nine and head for Big Boy for breakfast.  We w*rk the afternoon shift today so we have time to play this morning.  They’ll be pulling out sometime tomorrow as will we – another “in campground” moving day.

Well, enough is enough and this is more than enough.  May God Bless  - - - - - - - - -