2019 is starting out a little different

Since I spent the holidays inspecting FEMA trailers in North Carolina, I came home to some projects rather than shoving off on my Oysters n Beer Odyssey. I really need to pull the front wheels off MOBI and check the break pads. I have a hunch they are getting close to time for replacement. It has been rainy, too rainy to get out and work on the RV. So, I’m tackling other projects.

I’ll try to keep you posted.

Damn! Time really moves when you ignore it.

It’s been over a year since I posted here. You know me . . . I’m always up to something. This year I went to Texas in June and became certified to inspect RVs. I am now certified by NRVIA (National RV Inspctors Association). I can inspect your RV if you want.

After Texas, I went home to change oil and coolant on MOBI. You see, I pulled some fluid samples and shipped them off to be analyzed just as I headed to Texas. I wasn’t expecting them to come back with issues and had planned to head west from Texas. However, I didn’t like the lab reports so I came home and changed fluids.

Then I headed west! I hung out with a friend in Arkansas for a few days first. It was fun.
Then I headed deeper west. Hot damn! This was the summer we had record breaking heat. Oklahoma was hot. Kansas was hot. Nebraska was hot. South Dakota was hot. Wyoming was hot, thankfully.
The temperature was perfect for swimming in Jackson Lake in the Grand Tetons. Ahhh !!!
The dog and I went as far as Friday Harbor on San Juan Island and then turned back home.

Later in the year, we went to North Carolina to inspect the travel trailers that FEMA was providing to Hurricane Florence Victims. I arrived Thanksgiving day and returned home New Years eve.

Oh and of course I began the year with my usual Oysters n Beer Odyssey on the gulf coast.

It was a good year all in all. Clancy is growing into a fun, reliable dog and we have a ball together.

Cheers.

So here we are again, in the peak of the holidays.

It has been a long time. But still. . . . .

Perhaps I should clarify something.

Over the years, many of my friends have invited me to spend Thanksgiving with them and their families.  Their offer is truly appreciated. Honestly.  Please let me explain why I’ve almost always offered an excuse why I can’t.

In 1994 on the Saturday before Thanksgiving, my eldest son died in a tragic automobile accident along with his friend and roommate. I won’t go into details here. Let it suffice to say street racing was involved.  Thanksgiving has been difficult since then. For many years I have chosen to go somewhere by myself during this time of the year. I have done so for several reasons. In the beginning I needed to have solitude while I grieved. I also wanted to take time to remember and reflect on life. And, telling people I would be out of town and couldn’t make their Thanksgiving celebration was a lot easier than telling them the truth.

A lot of years have slipped by since that fateful Thanksgiving. While I still grieve for Scott and he is in my thoughts quite often, I’m no longer overwhelmed with sadness when I think of him. However, I still haven’t the courage to be with people and their families on Thanksgiving.

So, you who have invited me to your homes on Thanksgiving, please accept my heartfelt appreciation and try to understand why I make excuses. I’ve come a long way but I’m not sure I’m there yet. But, please ask again if you wish. I may accept with a smile one of these holidays.