Taken in Boone Iowa on 7/9/04 at Jason and Laura's house
Saturday, July 10
Wednesday, July 7
Keep Movin' On
Jefferson Iowa has three funeral homes and one grocery store and I find that interesting and pathetic. It seems the city fathers made a bad decision which led to the loss of the competition. Unfortunate and not likely to be rectified.
Anyway...on to a lighter subject. It has been many years since I have shopped for groceries in the old home town. I kept running across familiar faces and they would look at me and try to figure out how and why they should know me and I would look at them and try to come up with the name. I was successful on a few.
It isn't any wonder that people would not recognize me. I have changed considerably in the last 30 years if you can believe it.
Jefferson Iowa has three funeral homes and one grocery store and I find that interesting and pathetic. It seems the city fathers made a bad decision which led to the loss of the competition. Unfortunate and not likely to be rectified.
Anyway...on to a lighter subject. It has been many years since I have shopped for groceries in the old home town. I kept running across familiar faces and they would look at me and try to figure out how and why they should know me and I would look at them and try to come up with the name. I was successful on a few.
It isn't any wonder that people would not recognize me. I have changed considerably in the last 30 years if you can believe it.
Monday, July 5
Well Glory Be! We have made a decision. We will be staying in a Mobile Home Park on the north end of Jefferson IA for a month or two. The price is right (dirt cheap). We have a full hook-up. It is about 1 1/2 blocks east of the new Fareway store. An easy little ride on paved streets to the Raccoon Valley Bike Trail. I am tellin' ya it meets all my needs and I am pleased as punch.
So if you are in the area drop on by and see us sometime.
Till next time...
Barb
So if you are in the area drop on by and see us sometime.
Till next time...
Barb
Thursday, July 1
Tuesday, June 29
http://helpmebubby.blogspot.com/
Bubby, known offline as Lillian Tashlik, is an 88-year old, American-born great-grandmother who began her career as an award-winning blogger eight months ago at the behest of her granddaughters. Good work, Bubby! (and family).
She dispenses advice to those who ask her. An interesting read.
Bubby, known offline as Lillian Tashlik, is an 88-year old, American-born great-grandmother who began her career as an award-winning blogger eight months ago at the behest of her granddaughters. Good work, Bubby! (and family).
She dispenses advice to those who ask her. An interesting read.
Jefferson Iowa has three funeral homes and one grocery store and I find that interesting and pathetic. It seems the city fathers made a bad decision which led to the loss of the competition. Unfortunate and not likely to be rectified.
Anyway...on to a lighter subject. It has been many years since I have shopped for groceries in the old home town. I kept running across familiar faces and they would look at me and try to figure out how and why they should know me and I would look at them and try to come up with the name. I was successful on a few.
It isn't any wonder that people would not recognize me. I have changed considerably in the last 30 years if you can believe it.
Anyway...on to a lighter subject. It has been many years since I have shopped for groceries in the old home town. I kept running across familiar faces and they would look at me and try to figure out how and why they should know me and I would look at them and try to come up with the name. I was successful on a few.
It isn't any wonder that people would not recognize me. I have changed considerably in the last 30 years if you can believe it.
http://helpmebubby.blogspot.com/
Bubby, known offline as Lillian Tashlik, is an 88-year old, American-born great-grandmother who began her career as an award-winning blogger eight months ago at the behest of her granddaughters. Good work, Bubby! (and family).
She dispenses advice to those who ask her. An interesting read.
Bubby, known offline as Lillian Tashlik, is an 88-year old, American-born great-grandmother who began her career as an award-winning blogger eight months ago at the behest of her granddaughters. Good work, Bubby! (and family).
She dispenses advice to those who ask her. An interesting read.
Sunday, June 20
Thursday, June 17
Wednesday, June 16
Tuesday, June 15
Sunday, June 13
Sunday, June 6
Probably not hard to tell I have most of the work caught up! I went up to Mom's 'old place' to return a garage door opener and check to see if Bob had picked up his pick-up yet...he hasn't. His roses are looking quite spectacular as always so I snitched a few. I may sneak back to town for one of his peaches too if we are near enough at the right time of year. Today Butch is washing on the motorhome...again!
Butch's birthday is Wednesday and the sale is next Saturday. Big week for us.
Butch's birthday is Wednesday and the sale is next Saturday. Big week for us.
We went to Boone yesterday to see the house Jason and Laura purchased. It is a beautiful home and should be very comfortable for them. They do not close on the house until August 15th so moving day is a ways off yet. That gives them time to condense and compile their accumulated 'stuff'. I love their kitchen with its big picture window to the backyard. It is perfect for enjoying a second cup of coffee and watching the birds.
Wednesday, June 2
Tuesday, June 1
This past weekend we went to Lees Summit Missouri to help Gary and Susan move into their new home. It is a beautiful place. One of the things that impressed me was the fact that noise does not transfer from room to room. I will post more pics on the webshots site under Gary's name if you would like to see more. Keep Movin' On
Thursday, May 27
Long time -No blog:-( We have been very busy sorting and sifting getting ready for a double auction. First my mothers estate auction along with our downsizing auction. With hindsight I have rather enjoyed the whole process. It is very much like a treasure hunt and some of the "finds" are downright amazing.
Among my mothers things I ran across letters to and from my grandparents. They affected me in numerous ways. I never knew my grandfather as my mother was only three when he passed away. I now feel I know him at least a little. The letters reflected anxiety, worry, love, hope and views of everyday life in 1926 and they have stayed with me. I have typed them off the pencil written pages and preserved the misspellings and punctuation as much as possible.
I am sharing them with you all.
John Zimmerle, 47 years of age, was in the hospital in Iowa City Iowa where they were determining what was ailing him. John was my grandfather. His youngest daughter, Fern, referred to as Sissie or Sister was my mother. John and Myrtle had seven children, Mae, Ray, Phillip, Vivian, Harold, Jack and Fern. Mae was grown and gone by the time John was hospitalized. John was a barber and worked in Cooper and Herndon Iowa.
Letter written on October 28th,1926 from John Zimmerle to his wife Myrtle.
Well Mom,
I don't know why you don't write. I wrote to you Monday morning. It is hard for me to write. Can't see very good. I haven't had a dose of medicine yet. You write to Mother and all the rest of the folks for me. I can't hardly do it. Did you get my first letter? I lost my money Sunday. Only had 85 cents left. This is two stamps and envelopes I have borrowed. I don't need very much money. I haven't had a smoke since Sunday morning. I haven't been out of bed yet. This is Thursday about 5 o'clock so you can tell how long it takes to get a letter to you. I guess about once a week will be all I will write. Tell Sister and Jackie I said Helow. Well supper is coming. I will close at this time.
from dady
You adr my letters in care of the hospital.
From John Zimmerle to his wife and familyNovember 4th, 1926
Well Mom,
This is Thursday night and I haven't heard a word from you yet. I have done all I can to trace your letters but can't find them. I don't know if you are getting the letters I am writing or not. This is the forth one. I got here OK. Am doing fine but I don't believe they are helping me any yet. I haven't taken a dose of med (medicine) yet. I have had lots of exams and one ex-ray taken. They won't let me get out of bed yet. I haven't had a smoke yet but am getting along chewing tob (tobacco) now. I have written to you so often without getting any word I don't know what to write anymore.
You be shure to write. Start me a letter Monday morning and I will get it Tuesday at the 10:30 delivery. Adress this one to John Zimmerle in care of the University Hospital Iowa City.
From Myrtle Zimmerle to her husband John
Herndon Iowa
November 5th, 1926
Dear Dady,
Will answer your letter. We are all well. I have answered all your letters. I suppose you got the dollar I sent you. Let me know if you didn't. Grandma said she would send you some money before long. I had to send Grandma's check back. She never signed it. Well, I hope they find out pretty soon what is the matter with you. I think when they do they can help you.
Ray hasn't went to shuck corn. I don't think Doc wants him but Hermie Hucheson was after him or Phil so I guess he will go there. Nobody husked much this week as we had quite a snowstorm. They tell me lots of them haven't started to husk corn yet. Ray has been busy most of the time. Samuelson gave him another $7.50 check and he still has $3.30 coming. The boys hauled 2 loads of cobs. I want them to get some more yet.
I got a letter from Mae. She said she was awfully surprised to hear about you and was sorry she got mad at you and to tell you she was going south and would send me her add. She sent that box. It was broke open and I think some of the stuff was gone. You got 2 pairs of lyle (?) socks, the boys 3 pair of socks apiece, the others stockings. Mine and Vivians was white silk. Me and V. a pair of new slippers. Mine was too small. Me 2 new dresses. 3 new suits of underwear for Phil. A new cap-Phil got it. Harold a waist. Sister a dress. A lot of ink tablets to make ink. Quite a bunch of raisins. They were all spilled and 2/3 of them gone. 13 candy bars. 7 lead pencils. I guess thats about all. Well I guess I will ring off so
answer soon
Myrtle
P S Grandma will write you. When she does write her a few lines. Sister says dady went to JoMakeO. The other night she yelled goodnight Dada then shook her head. Jack is always crazy when we get a letter from you. Otherwise he doesn't say much.
From Myrtle Zimmerle to her husband John
Herndon Iowa
November 8th, 1926
Dear Dady,
Will answer your letter. We are all well. This makes four letters I have wrote. I am going to send this by special delivery. If you get this write to me your ward number then I think you will get your mail. It's an awful bad day. I think I got all your letters. I sent you a $1 in one. Well I am in a hurry and will close. If you get this I can write more.
Myrtle
From John's Mother
November 9th, 1926
Dear Son,
Will write a few lines. I haven't been very well. Had to get medicine from the Doc last week but am better. I am working all the time. I do hope you are feeling lots better. How do you like it out there? Fine, I hope. Hope you get good care and of course I suppose you do. Please write to me and let me know how you are. You know I am anxious about you. Got a letter from Myrtle. Folks was well. Not much to write. Don't go much. So will close. Write soon.
From Mother
Will send a dollar and if you want money anytime, just let me know. Goodby
Wednesday morning- The ground is white with snow and still snowing.
From John Zimmerle to his wife and family
November 9th, 1926
Dear Mom and all,
I got your last two letters. The one you wrote last Friday and the one with special delivery on. I was getting worried here over two weeks before I got any word from home. Tell Ray not to fool with Doc any longer. Get him another job if he can. Well, Mom, I didn't get the money you sent. I wish you would send me a little money but send it in a Post Office order then if I don't get it we can get it back. I can't write to Mother or anybody else until I get a little money. This is 5 stamps I have borrowed and a can of tob (tobacco). That makes 25 cents I have to pay the boys.
You write to Mother and Anna and Louden and tell them my address and tell them if they send me any money to send it in a Post Office order for the banks or no place else will cash a check. You had the address OK on this last letter. It came without any trouble. Well, Mom one of the big guns was here just now and he told me they would be able to get me up on my feet again but not to do a big days work. That makes me feel good now. I am going to have all my teeth taken out and my rupture fixed up. I have already had one operation. That sore on my nose was a cansor. They cut that out last Sat. It is healing now and doing fine. I expect I will be here a month yet anyway. Maby longer. I will have lots of experiences to tell you about when I do get home. O yes, my head nurses home is Bagley (IA). Her brother married Dr. Corn's daughter. Her name is Sailor. Well I guess I will close for this time. Tell Sissie and Jack and all the rest dady said helow and kiss them all for me.
by by from dady
P S Send me a little money but be shure and send it by P. O. order.
From John's Mother
November 14th, 1926
Dear Son John,
Received your letter. Was glad to hear from you and that you was a little better. Do hope this finds you very so much better.
I do hope that place on your face don't cause you no more trouble. I got a letter from Myrtle. She said you was going to have an operation for rupture. Is it absolutely necessary for you to have it done?
I am glad you have good care that will help you out alot.
Well John, don't worry about the county not paying your care for that is why I am working to let you have what money you need. I sent Myrtle a check last week and told her when she needed more to let me know I would send it and if you need more than I send let me know. Myrtle said she sent you a dollar. I will try to get down to the Post Office sometime this week and send you a four dollar order. Whenever you get ready to go home, let me know and I will send the money for your carfare. I will send a clipping out of the Deer Creek (ILL.) paper about Mr. McCans death.
We have been having nice weather but it looks like it would storm this evening. I am well. Will close. Write me. Send letter every week as I am anxious to hear from you.
From your Mother
From John Zimmerle to his wife and family. He died three days later.
November 14th, 1926
Dear Mom and all,
I thought I would write you a few lines today. I am not feeling so good today. My lung is stopped up again. Can't hardly get my breath. The Dr. said I didn't need any med (medicine) for it. He put me back to bed for a week. Well I believe that sore on my nose is getting better. Well there is one thing they have done for me anyway. They tested my eyes and I am to get a pair of glasses. They will be done Monday.
I got a letter from Mother the other day. I answered it the same day. Also wrote to Louden (his brother). Say I had a heck of a time getting that order cashed. You sent an express order instead of a P. O. order. Well I don't know if you can make out this big word or not but it has lots of meaning. Mitros stenosis is the big name for my heart. It means hardening of the valves and leakage of the heart. My liver is enlarged and (dropped?) about 2 inches. That they say causes the soreness in my right side and lung.
Also an ulcer on the point of my liver. That is what that soreness is under my breastbone.
So you can see there is not very much wrong with me.
You write to my Mother and the rest of them and tell them what my trouble is. It is awful hard for me to write. The next time you write tell Jackie and Sissie to write dady a letter to. Well kiss all the kids for me. It is hard for me to say when I will be home as they haven't done anything yet. Well I guess I will close
from dad to all
Among my mothers things I ran across letters to and from my grandparents. They affected me in numerous ways. I never knew my grandfather as my mother was only three when he passed away. I now feel I know him at least a little. The letters reflected anxiety, worry, love, hope and views of everyday life in 1926 and they have stayed with me. I have typed them off the pencil written pages and preserved the misspellings and punctuation as much as possible.
I am sharing them with you all.
John Zimmerle, 47 years of age, was in the hospital in Iowa City Iowa where they were determining what was ailing him. John was my grandfather. His youngest daughter, Fern, referred to as Sissie or Sister was my mother. John and Myrtle had seven children, Mae, Ray, Phillip, Vivian, Harold, Jack and Fern. Mae was grown and gone by the time John was hospitalized. John was a barber and worked in Cooper and Herndon Iowa.
Letter written on October 28th,1926 from John Zimmerle to his wife Myrtle.
Well Mom,
I don't know why you don't write. I wrote to you Monday morning. It is hard for me to write. Can't see very good. I haven't had a dose of medicine yet. You write to Mother and all the rest of the folks for me. I can't hardly do it. Did you get my first letter? I lost my money Sunday. Only had 85 cents left. This is two stamps and envelopes I have borrowed. I don't need very much money. I haven't had a smoke since Sunday morning. I haven't been out of bed yet. This is Thursday about 5 o'clock so you can tell how long it takes to get a letter to you. I guess about once a week will be all I will write. Tell Sister and Jackie I said Helow. Well supper is coming. I will close at this time.
from dady
You adr my letters in care of the hospital.
From John Zimmerle to his wife and familyNovember 4th, 1926
Well Mom,
This is Thursday night and I haven't heard a word from you yet. I have done all I can to trace your letters but can't find them. I don't know if you are getting the letters I am writing or not. This is the forth one. I got here OK. Am doing fine but I don't believe they are helping me any yet. I haven't taken a dose of med (medicine) yet. I have had lots of exams and one ex-ray taken. They won't let me get out of bed yet. I haven't had a smoke yet but am getting along chewing tob (tobacco) now. I have written to you so often without getting any word I don't know what to write anymore.
You be shure to write. Start me a letter Monday morning and I will get it Tuesday at the 10:30 delivery. Adress this one to John Zimmerle in care of the University Hospital Iowa City.
From Myrtle Zimmerle to her husband John
Herndon Iowa
November 5th, 1926
Dear Dady,
Will answer your letter. We are all well. I have answered all your letters. I suppose you got the dollar I sent you. Let me know if you didn't. Grandma said she would send you some money before long. I had to send Grandma's check back. She never signed it. Well, I hope they find out pretty soon what is the matter with you. I think when they do they can help you.
Ray hasn't went to shuck corn. I don't think Doc wants him but Hermie Hucheson was after him or Phil so I guess he will go there. Nobody husked much this week as we had quite a snowstorm. They tell me lots of them haven't started to husk corn yet. Ray has been busy most of the time. Samuelson gave him another $7.50 check and he still has $3.30 coming. The boys hauled 2 loads of cobs. I want them to get some more yet.
I got a letter from Mae. She said she was awfully surprised to hear about you and was sorry she got mad at you and to tell you she was going south and would send me her add. She sent that box. It was broke open and I think some of the stuff was gone. You got 2 pairs of lyle (?) socks, the boys 3 pair of socks apiece, the others stockings. Mine and Vivians was white silk. Me and V. a pair of new slippers. Mine was too small. Me 2 new dresses. 3 new suits of underwear for Phil. A new cap-Phil got it. Harold a waist. Sister a dress. A lot of ink tablets to make ink. Quite a bunch of raisins. They were all spilled and 2/3 of them gone. 13 candy bars. 7 lead pencils. I guess thats about all. Well I guess I will ring off so
answer soon
Myrtle
P S Grandma will write you. When she does write her a few lines. Sister says dady went to JoMakeO. The other night she yelled goodnight Dada then shook her head. Jack is always crazy when we get a letter from you. Otherwise he doesn't say much.
From Myrtle Zimmerle to her husband John
Herndon Iowa
November 8th, 1926
Dear Dady,
Will answer your letter. We are all well. This makes four letters I have wrote. I am going to send this by special delivery. If you get this write to me your ward number then I think you will get your mail. It's an awful bad day. I think I got all your letters. I sent you a $1 in one. Well I am in a hurry and will close. If you get this I can write more.
Myrtle
From John's Mother
November 9th, 1926
Dear Son,
Will write a few lines. I haven't been very well. Had to get medicine from the Doc last week but am better. I am working all the time. I do hope you are feeling lots better. How do you like it out there? Fine, I hope. Hope you get good care and of course I suppose you do. Please write to me and let me know how you are. You know I am anxious about you. Got a letter from Myrtle. Folks was well. Not much to write. Don't go much. So will close. Write soon.
From Mother
Will send a dollar and if you want money anytime, just let me know. Goodby
Wednesday morning- The ground is white with snow and still snowing.
From John Zimmerle to his wife and family
November 9th, 1926
Dear Mom and all,
I got your last two letters. The one you wrote last Friday and the one with special delivery on. I was getting worried here over two weeks before I got any word from home. Tell Ray not to fool with Doc any longer. Get him another job if he can. Well, Mom, I didn't get the money you sent. I wish you would send me a little money but send it in a Post Office order then if I don't get it we can get it back. I can't write to Mother or anybody else until I get a little money. This is 5 stamps I have borrowed and a can of tob (tobacco). That makes 25 cents I have to pay the boys.
You write to Mother and Anna and Louden and tell them my address and tell them if they send me any money to send it in a Post Office order for the banks or no place else will cash a check. You had the address OK on this last letter. It came without any trouble. Well, Mom one of the big guns was here just now and he told me they would be able to get me up on my feet again but not to do a big days work. That makes me feel good now. I am going to have all my teeth taken out and my rupture fixed up. I have already had one operation. That sore on my nose was a cansor. They cut that out last Sat. It is healing now and doing fine. I expect I will be here a month yet anyway. Maby longer. I will have lots of experiences to tell you about when I do get home. O yes, my head nurses home is Bagley (IA). Her brother married Dr. Corn's daughter. Her name is Sailor. Well I guess I will close for this time. Tell Sissie and Jack and all the rest dady said helow and kiss them all for me.
by by from dady
P S Send me a little money but be shure and send it by P. O. order.
From John's Mother
November 14th, 1926
Dear Son John,
Received your letter. Was glad to hear from you and that you was a little better. Do hope this finds you very so much better.
I do hope that place on your face don't cause you no more trouble. I got a letter from Myrtle. She said you was going to have an operation for rupture. Is it absolutely necessary for you to have it done?
I am glad you have good care that will help you out alot.
Well John, don't worry about the county not paying your care for that is why I am working to let you have what money you need. I sent Myrtle a check last week and told her when she needed more to let me know I would send it and if you need more than I send let me know. Myrtle said she sent you a dollar. I will try to get down to the Post Office sometime this week and send you a four dollar order. Whenever you get ready to go home, let me know and I will send the money for your carfare. I will send a clipping out of the Deer Creek (ILL.) paper about Mr. McCans death.
We have been having nice weather but it looks like it would storm this evening. I am well. Will close. Write me. Send letter every week as I am anxious to hear from you.
From your Mother
From John Zimmerle to his wife and family. He died three days later.
November 14th, 1926
Dear Mom and all,
I thought I would write you a few lines today. I am not feeling so good today. My lung is stopped up again. Can't hardly get my breath. The Dr. said I didn't need any med (medicine) for it. He put me back to bed for a week. Well I believe that sore on my nose is getting better. Well there is one thing they have done for me anyway. They tested my eyes and I am to get a pair of glasses. They will be done Monday.
I got a letter from Mother the other day. I answered it the same day. Also wrote to Louden (his brother). Say I had a heck of a time getting that order cashed. You sent an express order instead of a P. O. order. Well I don't know if you can make out this big word or not but it has lots of meaning. Mitros stenosis is the big name for my heart. It means hardening of the valves and leakage of the heart. My liver is enlarged and (dropped?) about 2 inches. That they say causes the soreness in my right side and lung.
Also an ulcer on the point of my liver. That is what that soreness is under my breastbone.
So you can see there is not very much wrong with me.
You write to my Mother and the rest of them and tell them what my trouble is. It is awful hard for me to write. The next time you write tell Jackie and Sissie to write dady a letter to. Well kiss all the kids for me. It is hard for me to say when I will be home as they haven't done anything yet. Well I guess I will close
from dad to all
Wednesday, May 12
I haven't blogged in a long time! I have been knee deep in Ma's junk of many years. Some good junk and some just plain trash. I am nearing the end on hers and then I can start on mine. Mine will be easy as I am not a collector of junk.;-)
We are also taking care of our health. Annual checkups and doing necessary tests and such. Everything is looking good. I have been on Atkins for a year and my Cholesterol is super. Doc told me I could sell my numbers they were so good. Exercise and low carb diet must be a winning combination.
I have been like a pit bull with getting the auction stuff ready but it will be a load off my mind when I can get on to more fun stuff.
Auction date is June 12th at 10:00 A M at the community building in Cumberland. Ya'all come!!
We are also taking care of our health. Annual checkups and doing necessary tests and such. Everything is looking good. I have been on Atkins for a year and my Cholesterol is super. Doc told me I could sell my numbers they were so good. Exercise and low carb diet must be a winning combination.
I have been like a pit bull with getting the auction stuff ready but it will be a load off my mind when I can get on to more fun stuff.
Auction date is June 12th at 10:00 A M at the community building in Cumberland. Ya'all come!!
Saturday, March 27
6:09 PM 3/27/2004
We are sitting in the Exxon Truck Stop north of El Campo Texas. We fought the wind all day,
it was a relief to stop. A bit ago I spotted a bird perched on a sign and used a bird book
given to me as a gift (Thanks Shipleys!)to identify it. It was a scissor-tailed Flycatcher.
I think it will be an early night. My butt is tired.
I do have an excellent Internet connection here. We are getting close to Houston so I
figured it might be a good one. I have checked the weather ahead and there is no mention of
winds. I sure like this connection for that reason.
We are sitting in the Exxon Truck Stop north of El Campo Texas. We fought the wind all day,
it was a relief to stop. A bit ago I spotted a bird perched on a sign and used a bird book
given to me as a gift (Thanks Shipleys!)to identify it. It was a scissor-tailed Flycatcher.
I think it will be an early night. My butt is tired.
I do have an excellent Internet connection here. We are getting close to Houston so I
figured it might be a good one. I have checked the weather ahead and there is no mention of
winds. I sure like this connection for that reason.
Friday, March 26
12:03 PM 3/26/2004
This morning I opened the door for Angel and a half grown black cat stopped in the street and turned around. It made a few distress sounds and looked from me to Angel. I could tell it was very leery of me but curious about Angel. It moved cautiously closer and Angel started trilling to it! I haven't seen her do that since she met Buddy. It became obvious in a hurry that they could have become friends. They came together and touched noses. I woke Butch up to witness this phenomena. The cat could have been fast friends with Angel in a heartbeat but we could also tell it was used to being run off by those scary people in motorhomes so it didn't stick around long. Angel has been out looking for her new friend a couple of times today but I haven't seen it. No, we are NOT taking on another cat!
This morning I opened the door for Angel and a half grown black cat stopped in the street and turned around. It made a few distress sounds and looked from me to Angel. I could tell it was very leery of me but curious about Angel. It moved cautiously closer and Angel started trilling to it! I haven't seen her do that since she met Buddy. It became obvious in a hurry that they could have become friends. They came together and touched noses. I woke Butch up to witness this phenomena. The cat could have been fast friends with Angel in a heartbeat but we could also tell it was used to being run off by those scary people in motorhomes so it didn't stick around long. Angel has been out looking for her new friend a couple of times today but I haven't seen it. No, we are NOT taking on another cat!
Friday, March 19
Wednesday, March 17
Written Wednesday,3/17/04
Monday was a wet day. Lots of rain,thunder and lightning spread out through the day. No golf for Butch so we went to Mexico with Scotts. Marge and Pam went for pedicures, while I went for Margaritas and nachos at Garcias. Butch and Dave were chauffeurs. We ate supper at another new to us place to eat with a very tasty local flavor. Butch has developed a taste for "Mexican Ketchup" (very hot salsa) but I doubt if I ever do.
Yesterday Butch and I cleaned up the screen room and stored it away. We plan to leave on the 27th and stop short of Houston and then straight through the center of it on I-10 Sunday morning.Sunday morning is a very good time to go through cities. We will continue east on I-10. Butch is contemplating stopping at a casino but we are unsure of the timing. Many casinos have RV parks. Our destination will be son Rich's place in Moultrie Georgia. We are looking forward to spending a few days in their vicinity before going on to Tennessee and seeing Jayne's daughter Kay in Clarksville and spending a few days there before heading to Missouri and son Gary's place. Hopefully the weather will be at an acceptable level by then in the northern tundra. We want S.I.S. weather- sweating in shorts!
This morning was a biking day but there were only seven of us as many have left already. Tuffy, our fearless leader, took a tumble this morning after his foot slipped off the pedal. It was while crossing a normally busy road too but fortunately no one was coming at the time. He skinned up his arm but probably won't know the full extent of his injuries until he has had time to evaluate.
We passed several cornfields and it is about 6 or so inches high. We also passed a field of cabbages that were let go too long and you could sure smell them from a ways off!
With everyone leaving to go home it once again changes and the pace slows. I really like a slower pace but Butch has yet to get used to it. It is all part of his learning process on this retirement business. He may never get it and that's okay too as long as I am not expected to be tour director and entertainer and for the most part he doesn't expect me to.
Monday was a wet day. Lots of rain,thunder and lightning spread out through the day. No golf for Butch so we went to Mexico with Scotts. Marge and Pam went for pedicures, while I went for Margaritas and nachos at Garcias. Butch and Dave were chauffeurs. We ate supper at another new to us place to eat with a very tasty local flavor. Butch has developed a taste for "Mexican Ketchup" (very hot salsa) but I doubt if I ever do.
Yesterday Butch and I cleaned up the screen room and stored it away. We plan to leave on the 27th and stop short of Houston and then straight through the center of it on I-10 Sunday morning.Sunday morning is a very good time to go through cities. We will continue east on I-10. Butch is contemplating stopping at a casino but we are unsure of the timing. Many casinos have RV parks. Our destination will be son Rich's place in Moultrie Georgia. We are looking forward to spending a few days in their vicinity before going on to Tennessee and seeing Jayne's daughter Kay in Clarksville and spending a few days there before heading to Missouri and son Gary's place. Hopefully the weather will be at an acceptable level by then in the northern tundra. We want S.I.S. weather- sweating in shorts!
This morning was a biking day but there were only seven of us as many have left already. Tuffy, our fearless leader, took a tumble this morning after his foot slipped off the pedal. It was while crossing a normally busy road too but fortunately no one was coming at the time. He skinned up his arm but probably won't know the full extent of his injuries until he has had time to evaluate.
We passed several cornfields and it is about 6 or so inches high. We also passed a field of cabbages that were let go too long and you could sure smell them from a ways off!
With everyone leaving to go home it once again changes and the pace slows. I really like a slower pace but Butch has yet to get used to it. It is all part of his learning process on this retirement business. He may never get it and that's okay too as long as I am not expected to be tour director and entertainer and for the most part he doesn't expect me to.
Tuesday, March 16
Written Sunday 3/14
Yesterday we went to the CAF Air Fiesta 2004 with Dave and Marge Scott and Marge's sister Pam visiting from Des Moines.
It was the first time Butch and I had ever attended an air show. There were many vintage military planes, some of which were used to do re-enactments, albeit on a small scale, of famous battles. They made it clear they were in no way attempting to glorify war. Their purpose was to show those who had never experienced it the confusion, noise, fire and smoke of battle as well as the skills necessary for the pilots to endure it.
They also had a stunt pilot perform along with other demonstrations such as the South Padre Island Kite Club. Everyone put on a good show.
Sunday was a rainy day, but Butch and I did manage to get in our two walks between showers. We had a thunderstorm, it wasn't a ripsnorter but it was the first time we had heard thunder in quite some time.
The weather now reminds me of Iowa in June. The nights are warm as well as the days. Orange blossoms scent the air and the birds announce their intentions to all who will listen.
A few more people leave every day. Each trip around the park notes someone else who has pulled up stakes.
One of the next few days we plan to wash down the screen room, let it dry and pack it away for travel. Even as we prepare to move on I am looking forward to returning next fall. We will be in a different spot next year-still the same park but I spotted a lot with a nice large cement patio so I asked for it for next year and it is reserved for us.
Yesterday we went to the CAF Air Fiesta 2004 with Dave and Marge Scott and Marge's sister Pam visiting from Des Moines.
It was the first time Butch and I had ever attended an air show. There were many vintage military planes, some of which were used to do re-enactments, albeit on a small scale, of famous battles. They made it clear they were in no way attempting to glorify war. Their purpose was to show those who had never experienced it the confusion, noise, fire and smoke of battle as well as the skills necessary for the pilots to endure it.
They also had a stunt pilot perform along with other demonstrations such as the South Padre Island Kite Club. Everyone put on a good show.
Sunday was a rainy day, but Butch and I did manage to get in our two walks between showers. We had a thunderstorm, it wasn't a ripsnorter but it was the first time we had heard thunder in quite some time.
The weather now reminds me of Iowa in June. The nights are warm as well as the days. Orange blossoms scent the air and the birds announce their intentions to all who will listen.
A few more people leave every day. Each trip around the park notes someone else who has pulled up stakes.
One of the next few days we plan to wash down the screen room, let it dry and pack it away for travel. Even as we prepare to move on I am looking forward to returning next fall. We will be in a different spot next year-still the same park but I spotted a lot with a nice large cement patio so I asked for it for next year and it is reserved for us.
Monday, March 15
From friends in Florida
Just got your message about the lizard, very interesting.
We have a lot of the little "buggers" here in Florida but not as long as 8 inches. I wouldn't want one in my mobile! Our cat, Sammy, would be of no help, or maybe he would if he could chase it. He weighs about 20 lbs. so is a pretty contented cat!! I can't believe how attached we are to him or him to us. Just like a little watch kitty.
Tried to bring up your webshots but didn't have any luck so will try again another time. The accounts of your adventures are very interesting.
I had a hair appointment this morning, so after pancake breakfast here in the park we went to get the hair cut. It was such a beautiful day so decided to head east to Arcadia, an antique town. We looked around and ate lunch and left for the Hermann Ranch at Myakka City. That is the home of the famed Lippizan stallions. Their performance was at 10 a.m. instead of 3 p.m. Missed that so went in the barns and looked at the horses, 18. They leave for tour after Easter and return in October. We have seen them perform in other years, but was sorry we missed them this time. We saw a lot of cattle between Arcadia and Palmetto. I never thought about Florida being cattle country but that is their main industry. We always thought it was fruit. We are in a big strawberry and tomato growing area. There are big packing factories for tomatoes in Palmetto. The strawberries are so good now. Their big strawberry festival was in Plant City a week or so ago.
All for Now
Jean
Just got your message about the lizard, very interesting.
We have a lot of the little "buggers" here in Florida but not as long as 8 inches. I wouldn't want one in my mobile! Our cat, Sammy, would be of no help, or maybe he would if he could chase it. He weighs about 20 lbs. so is a pretty contented cat!! I can't believe how attached we are to him or him to us. Just like a little watch kitty.
Tried to bring up your webshots but didn't have any luck so will try again another time. The accounts of your adventures are very interesting.
I had a hair appointment this morning, so after pancake breakfast here in the park we went to get the hair cut. It was such a beautiful day so decided to head east to Arcadia, an antique town. We looked around and ate lunch and left for the Hermann Ranch at Myakka City. That is the home of the famed Lippizan stallions. Their performance was at 10 a.m. instead of 3 p.m. Missed that so went in the barns and looked at the horses, 18. They leave for tour after Easter and return in October. We have seen them perform in other years, but was sorry we missed them this time. We saw a lot of cattle between Arcadia and Palmetto. I never thought about Florida being cattle country but that is their main industry. We always thought it was fruit. We are in a big strawberry and tomato growing area. There are big packing factories for tomatoes in Palmetto. The strawberries are so good now. Their big strawberry festival was in Plant City a week or so ago.
All for Now
Jean
Friday, March 12
1:52 PM 3/12/2004
Our plans have changed a little and that's the nice part of being retired. After doing a quick scan of weather in other parts of the USA we have decided to stay put for a couple of weeks. Last year the weather wasn't much good in Iowa until late May or early June. Relax we aren't waiting That long to come back. We are still going to Georgia, Tennessee, and Missouri before returning to the fair state of Iowa to take care of the chores that await us like auctions, house sales and taxes.
The weather here is delightful and it was a long time coming so we hate to pick up and leave just as it is coming into its full glory. We have however been doing some preparation work such as cleaning up the screen room and putting stuff away that we won't be using. When the day of departure gets here it takes very little time to be ready to roll.
Our plans have changed a little and that's the nice part of being retired. After doing a quick scan of weather in other parts of the USA we have decided to stay put for a couple of weeks. Last year the weather wasn't much good in Iowa until late May or early June. Relax we aren't waiting That long to come back. We are still going to Georgia, Tennessee, and Missouri before returning to the fair state of Iowa to take care of the chores that await us like auctions, house sales and taxes.
The weather here is delightful and it was a long time coming so we hate to pick up and leave just as it is coming into its full glory. We have however been doing some preparation work such as cleaning up the screen room and putting stuff away that we won't be using. When the day of departure gets here it takes very little time to be ready to roll.
Wednesday, March 10
Written Tuesday, March 9th, 2004
My birthday turned out to be quite a day! First off I got a virus, more exactly a worm on the computer and spent the better part of the day getting rid of it. Yes, I know how I got it and it is just too embarrassing to admit how it happened. But it is gone now.
Anyway I was in the midst of getting rid of Worm-Bagel J when I heard a rustling sound on the plastic runner we have to protect the carpet. I looked down to see an 8-inch lizard looking back at me. Angel was in the screen room so I hollered at her and she came running, spotted the lizard and took after it. It was too quick thus escaping the cat claws and run for cover under the chair in which I was sitting! So I moved, deciding that Angel needed more room to do her magic. The lizard escaped Angels grasp and sought refuge under the dash. Butch was returning home from the flea market about this time so I suggested he do his "manly" duty and rescue either Angel, me or the lizard or perhaps all three. He failed to see this as HIS duty. Go figger! There was no way to retrieve the lizard at this point so we hoped he would find his own way to freedom. Time passes. I was working around the drivers seat when I glanced over and spotted our new reptilian resident. So we devised a plan involving two ice cream buckets and a broom. I said, " I'll poke him with the broom handle and when he runs your way trap him in the bucket." Butch said, " No, I will poke him and when he runs your way YOU trap him in the bucket." Butch poked him my way first and miracles happen and I trapped him under the bucket. We slid a flat piece of plastic under the upturned bucket enabling us to transport the lizard to his new digs about a block away. He lives to eat bugs another day. So my birthday this year will be known as the day of the lizard...and the worm.
On Sunday we went for a pontoon ride on the Rio Grande with friends Marge and Dave Scott. Pleasant Day-Pleasant ride.
Monday after golf Butch went to see Dr. Penalo about a sore throat. Now taking antibiotics for that condition and feeling much better. I must say he is never a wimp. He is like the energizer bunny, just keeps on going. When I am sick I lay down.
Today we went to the Santa Ana Wildlife refuge and rode their seven-mile bike trail. Very nice ride and we should have ridden it twice but it was getting plenty warm by the time we finished the first seven.
This afternoon we went to Mexico and Butch got a haircut. He got a "butch" and it is very short.
My birthday turned out to be quite a day! First off I got a virus, more exactly a worm on the computer and spent the better part of the day getting rid of it. Yes, I know how I got it and it is just too embarrassing to admit how it happened. But it is gone now.
Anyway I was in the midst of getting rid of Worm-Bagel J when I heard a rustling sound on the plastic runner we have to protect the carpet. I looked down to see an 8-inch lizard looking back at me. Angel was in the screen room so I hollered at her and she came running, spotted the lizard and took after it. It was too quick thus escaping the cat claws and run for cover under the chair in which I was sitting! So I moved, deciding that Angel needed more room to do her magic. The lizard escaped Angels grasp and sought refuge under the dash. Butch was returning home from the flea market about this time so I suggested he do his "manly" duty and rescue either Angel, me or the lizard or perhaps all three. He failed to see this as HIS duty. Go figger! There was no way to retrieve the lizard at this point so we hoped he would find his own way to freedom. Time passes. I was working around the drivers seat when I glanced over and spotted our new reptilian resident. So we devised a plan involving two ice cream buckets and a broom. I said, " I'll poke him with the broom handle and when he runs your way trap him in the bucket." Butch said, " No, I will poke him and when he runs your way YOU trap him in the bucket." Butch poked him my way first and miracles happen and I trapped him under the bucket. We slid a flat piece of plastic under the upturned bucket enabling us to transport the lizard to his new digs about a block away. He lives to eat bugs another day. So my birthday this year will be known as the day of the lizard...and the worm.
On Sunday we went for a pontoon ride on the Rio Grande with friends Marge and Dave Scott. Pleasant Day-Pleasant ride.
Monday after golf Butch went to see Dr. Penalo about a sore throat. Now taking antibiotics for that condition and feeling much better. I must say he is never a wimp. He is like the energizer bunny, just keeps on going. When I am sick I lay down.
Today we went to the Santa Ana Wildlife refuge and rode their seven-mile bike trail. Very nice ride and we should have ridden it twice but it was getting plenty warm by the time we finished the first seven.
This afternoon we went to Mexico and Butch got a haircut. He got a "butch" and it is very short.
Sunday, March 7
Written Saturday, March 6th, 2004
Oh I used to be so good about blogging! It seems I either have plenty of time and must search for a subject or I am so busy doing things and taking pictures with no time for writing. The last two weeks have been the latter.
Last Saturday we went to Padre Island with Butch's sister Marlene and Bernard. We ate at Pirates Landing in Port Isabel. It has become my new favorite place to eat! I had shrimp, sauteed veggies and coleslaw and it was excellent! After our excellent meal we crossed the causeway to Padre Island and went to Market Days (craft show) at the convention center. Lots of neat stuff there. I noticed a booth with RADA knives. Boxed sets of three were selling for $28! The same sets at Don-Wes flea market sell for $7. Needless to say no one was buying.
We stopped at the Summit to say hello and goodbye to Jack and Jan Tallman. They were preparing to return to Iowa.
Then we went to Brownsville and Sam's Club to stock up on a few things. Returned to Harlingen to drop off the Kelley's and then home to Angel.
Monday night we finally went to a square dance. Jerry Story and Bobby Newman were calling together at the Encore Park in Harlingen. Dancing to these two enthuses me once again for square dancing. It was a very good dance. It used to be the hall would be packed for those two but I would say it was about half full. Square dancing in general is down in the valley and the quality of dancer isn't what it once was either. Sad, but true. It is still a boatload of fun.
Wednesday was a big and active day. The Magnolia Park bikers went to Los Ebanos to cross the Rio Grande on the hand-pulled ferry and ride to Diaz Cordaz in Mexico.
See Los Ebanos Website. And for pictures see Webshots.
Butch went with us for this ride and he tried to converse with one of the pullers but it was 'No Engleze'. The bikers helped pull as I am sure many touristas do.
There were some Mexican farm workers weeding cornfields with hoes. They were friendly, stopping long enough to greet us by waving their hoes in the air. The Mexican people may be poor but they do seem to be happy enough to be friendly toward us "gringos". Of course 14 senior citizens on bicycles seems to be a sight that amuses them.
Riding around the streets of Diaz Cordaz I noticed that only about half are paved. Fortunately it is dry most of the time. It is hard to get a perspective on the size but I would say it is larger than its counterpart Los Ebanos, larger than say Cumberland Iowa and perhaps about the size of Griswold Iowa. Everyone was friendly and helpful. There were dogs, lots of dogs everywhere. None of them on leashes but they paid no attention to us. We decided everyone should send their dogs to Mexico for training. It was remarkable.
We stopped at a bakery for treats. The young lady at the counter did quite well without speaking English. Butch kept laying down quarters until she said stop. We paid 75 cents for two pastries and that's not bad by our standards.
And then back across the river on the hand-pulled ferry. Butch and I had traveled over there on our own so we stopped at the Bentsen/Rio Grande State Park to check out their new bike trail. It was too windy to ride in the open so we stayed within the park to be sheltered by the trees. A sign says no bicycle riding on the hiking trails but there was no one around so we chanced getting chewed out...or fined? The trail leads down along the Rio Grande and we spotted inner tubes and beaten down grass where people have come ashore. They tell us the park holds Ocelot, Bobcats, Jaguarundi ad Javelina (wild pigs). We didn't see any but we did smell Javelina (stinks) and there was abundant scat on the trail and we assume it was Javelina scat. In Iowa it is raccoons that leave their scat on the trail. I think they are trying to tell us something.
The remainder of the week was used up with the usual, laundry, walking, biking, golfing and photography.
Today is my birthday. Another year older, wiser and on the right side of the grass. Life is good!
Oh I used to be so good about blogging! It seems I either have plenty of time and must search for a subject or I am so busy doing things and taking pictures with no time for writing. The last two weeks have been the latter.
Last Saturday we went to Padre Island with Butch's sister Marlene and Bernard. We ate at Pirates Landing in Port Isabel. It has become my new favorite place to eat! I had shrimp, sauteed veggies and coleslaw and it was excellent! After our excellent meal we crossed the causeway to Padre Island and went to Market Days (craft show) at the convention center. Lots of neat stuff there. I noticed a booth with RADA knives. Boxed sets of three were selling for $28! The same sets at Don-Wes flea market sell for $7. Needless to say no one was buying.
We stopped at the Summit to say hello and goodbye to Jack and Jan Tallman. They were preparing to return to Iowa.
Then we went to Brownsville and Sam's Club to stock up on a few things. Returned to Harlingen to drop off the Kelley's and then home to Angel.
Monday night we finally went to a square dance. Jerry Story and Bobby Newman were calling together at the Encore Park in Harlingen. Dancing to these two enthuses me once again for square dancing. It was a very good dance. It used to be the hall would be packed for those two but I would say it was about half full. Square dancing in general is down in the valley and the quality of dancer isn't what it once was either. Sad, but true. It is still a boatload of fun.
Wednesday was a big and active day. The Magnolia Park bikers went to Los Ebanos to cross the Rio Grande on the hand-pulled ferry and ride to Diaz Cordaz in Mexico.
See Los Ebanos Website. And for pictures see Webshots.
Butch went with us for this ride and he tried to converse with one of the pullers but it was 'No Engleze'. The bikers helped pull as I am sure many touristas do.
There were some Mexican farm workers weeding cornfields with hoes. They were friendly, stopping long enough to greet us by waving their hoes in the air. The Mexican people may be poor but they do seem to be happy enough to be friendly toward us "gringos". Of course 14 senior citizens on bicycles seems to be a sight that amuses them.
Riding around the streets of Diaz Cordaz I noticed that only about half are paved. Fortunately it is dry most of the time. It is hard to get a perspective on the size but I would say it is larger than its counterpart Los Ebanos, larger than say Cumberland Iowa and perhaps about the size of Griswold Iowa. Everyone was friendly and helpful. There were dogs, lots of dogs everywhere. None of them on leashes but they paid no attention to us. We decided everyone should send their dogs to Mexico for training. It was remarkable.
We stopped at a bakery for treats. The young lady at the counter did quite well without speaking English. Butch kept laying down quarters until she said stop. We paid 75 cents for two pastries and that's not bad by our standards.
And then back across the river on the hand-pulled ferry. Butch and I had traveled over there on our own so we stopped at the Bentsen/Rio Grande State Park to check out their new bike trail. It was too windy to ride in the open so we stayed within the park to be sheltered by the trees. A sign says no bicycle riding on the hiking trails but there was no one around so we chanced getting chewed out...or fined? The trail leads down along the Rio Grande and we spotted inner tubes and beaten down grass where people have come ashore. They tell us the park holds Ocelot, Bobcats, Jaguarundi ad Javelina (wild pigs). We didn't see any but we did smell Javelina (stinks) and there was abundant scat on the trail and we assume it was Javelina scat. In Iowa it is raccoons that leave their scat on the trail. I think they are trying to tell us something.
The remainder of the week was used up with the usual, laundry, walking, biking, golfing and photography.
Today is my birthday. Another year older, wiser and on the right side of the grass. Life is good!
Friday, March 5
Saturday, February 28
Written Friday, February 27th, 2004
Incredibly busy and interesting week! Tuesday we went back to the zoo, this time with Bill and Jo. I was able to take the pictures I had lost before in addition to some new ones. We stopped by the nursery and they were caring for a 6 day old gorilla. See pictures at Webshots. And then this morning on the news they announce that another new one was born. It was a good day at the zoo.
Bike day was wonderful though windy. We rode ten miles and a few of them were a challenge. Some days are like that. Next week the plan is to ride in Mexico. We will cross the border on the hand pulled ferry and ride in the vicinity of Los Elbanos, Mexico. We are taking a sack lunch because no one is sure the little restaurant over there is still in operation. It should be an interesting day.
Yesterday was a very big day. We traveled into Mexico with our excellent guides Marge and Dave Scott. We left the park at 7:00 AM and headed west.
We stopped at Rio Grande City, TX for quick tours of the former Fort Ringgold (now a school), a Catholic Church and grotto, and La Borde House, which is on the National register of historic sites. See Pictures at Webshots.
Next we stopped at Roma, TX. The small town of Roma is working at getting many buildings restored. We stopped at an observation deck overlooking the Rio Grande river valley and the Mexican town of Alleman. We enjoyed a conversation with a border patrolman who happened to be patrolling about a half block from the observation deck. He told us that with their infrared lights they could watch the parade of illegals come across the river where we were because the water is only ankle deep at that location. They had apprehended 580 last week but the work is never ending and pretty much unstoppable. When the people of Mexico make about $200 annually and they can come here and work for minimum wage and make about $200 a week it is very understandable why it happens. He says his relatives in Mexico think he has a ?dirty? job but he looks at it as a secure job that supports his 8 year old daughter. He didn?t hold any animosity for the people trying to cross. It was interesting.
We crossed the border into Mexico at Falcon Lake Dam entering New Guerrera for lunch and a tour of the town. Our lunch was a plate of Mexican food of the authentic variety. It was very good but not a favorite of mine. By that I mean that I enjoyed but I am not itching to go back for more. After lunch we toured the town and an area that was intended to be a high-class resort on the Falcon Lake, Mexican side. It seems there were some irresolvable problems with Mexican officials involving money therefore the builders abandoned it. It was going to be beautiful and you can still see the vision of what was not to be. It sounds a little low class but there were many walls and walkways fashioned from concrete and old car batteries. They are holding up well and look great even with the weeds growing up in them but the dream of the resort has a lingering impact.
New Guerrera was developed for an interesting reason. The Mexican town of Old Geurrera, population 25,000, was in jeopardy because of the Falcon Dam. Thus it was abandoned. Then Mother Nature stepped in with a major hurricane in 1953 and the town of Old Guerrera was submerged for 40 years. Drought and low levels of Falcon Lake has once again revealed the town and that was our destination. Mexican highway 2 takes us to the turnoff where we have 8.4 miles of very rough road, so rough in fact that it takes an hour to traverse it. The road itself is made up of rock, bedrock and ruts and slow is the only way to go.
Once there the ruins are fascinating and my imagination took flight about the people who once lived there. Buildings are still there, some of them intact. The cobbled streets are clearly defined. A city of 25,000 people that has been abandoned brings many questions to mind with little chance for answers. It was an elegant city and that is still very evident.
We returned home at 7:30 PM. It was along and memorable day and I took many pictures. I am working on getting the pictures and their explanations prepared for posting but you will need to check in at Webshots once in a while because it will be an ongoing process.
Incredibly busy and interesting week! Tuesday we went back to the zoo, this time with Bill and Jo. I was able to take the pictures I had lost before in addition to some new ones. We stopped by the nursery and they were caring for a 6 day old gorilla. See pictures at Webshots. And then this morning on the news they announce that another new one was born. It was a good day at the zoo.
Bike day was wonderful though windy. We rode ten miles and a few of them were a challenge. Some days are like that. Next week the plan is to ride in Mexico. We will cross the border on the hand pulled ferry and ride in the vicinity of Los Elbanos, Mexico. We are taking a sack lunch because no one is sure the little restaurant over there is still in operation. It should be an interesting day.
Yesterday was a very big day. We traveled into Mexico with our excellent guides Marge and Dave Scott. We left the park at 7:00 AM and headed west.
We stopped at Rio Grande City, TX for quick tours of the former Fort Ringgold (now a school), a Catholic Church and grotto, and La Borde House, which is on the National register of historic sites. See Pictures at Webshots.
Next we stopped at Roma, TX. The small town of Roma is working at getting many buildings restored. We stopped at an observation deck overlooking the Rio Grande river valley and the Mexican town of Alleman. We enjoyed a conversation with a border patrolman who happened to be patrolling about a half block from the observation deck. He told us that with their infrared lights they could watch the parade of illegals come across the river where we were because the water is only ankle deep at that location. They had apprehended 580 last week but the work is never ending and pretty much unstoppable. When the people of Mexico make about $200 annually and they can come here and work for minimum wage and make about $200 a week it is very understandable why it happens. He says his relatives in Mexico think he has a ?dirty? job but he looks at it as a secure job that supports his 8 year old daughter. He didn?t hold any animosity for the people trying to cross. It was interesting.
We crossed the border into Mexico at Falcon Lake Dam entering New Guerrera for lunch and a tour of the town. Our lunch was a plate of Mexican food of the authentic variety. It was very good but not a favorite of mine. By that I mean that I enjoyed but I am not itching to go back for more. After lunch we toured the town and an area that was intended to be a high-class resort on the Falcon Lake, Mexican side. It seems there were some irresolvable problems with Mexican officials involving money therefore the builders abandoned it. It was going to be beautiful and you can still see the vision of what was not to be. It sounds a little low class but there were many walls and walkways fashioned from concrete and old car batteries. They are holding up well and look great even with the weeds growing up in them but the dream of the resort has a lingering impact.
New Guerrera was developed for an interesting reason. The Mexican town of Old Geurrera, population 25,000, was in jeopardy because of the Falcon Dam. Thus it was abandoned. Then Mother Nature stepped in with a major hurricane in 1953 and the town of Old Guerrera was submerged for 40 years. Drought and low levels of Falcon Lake has once again revealed the town and that was our destination. Mexican highway 2 takes us to the turnoff where we have 8.4 miles of very rough road, so rough in fact that it takes an hour to traverse it. The road itself is made up of rock, bedrock and ruts and slow is the only way to go.
Once there the ruins are fascinating and my imagination took flight about the people who once lived there. Buildings are still there, some of them intact. The cobbled streets are clearly defined. A city of 25,000 people that has been abandoned brings many questions to mind with little chance for answers. It was an elegant city and that is still very evident.
We returned home at 7:30 PM. It was along and memorable day and I took many pictures. I am working on getting the pictures and their explanations prepared for posting but you will need to check in at Webshots once in a while because it will be an ongoing process.
Monday, February 23
Written Monday, February 23, 2004
Saturday was a big day. It started off with the raucous wild parrots landing in and near a tree outside our bedroom window so I grabbed my camera and took as many shots as I could before they took off. This was very early in the morning so it was fortunate that I was dressed. The Rio Grande Valley, Weslaco area in particular is the only place in the country these parrots can be seen. They used to land in the park regularly but it has been quite a while since they had done so.
The oddest part of the parrot incident is that I had a dream that I missed an opportunity to get photos of them because I didn't have my camera with me. I had told Butch about my dream less than a half hour BEFORE their arrival. 'Splain that one!
After that big excitement we went with Dave and Marge Scott to a rededication of Iwo Jima Monument at the Marine Military Academy in Harlingen. The statue of the famous monument is the original with a copy of it being in the Arlington Cemetery near Washington D.C. There were several Iwo Jima battle survivors attending the annual ceremony. It was a moving experience.
Following lunch we went to the Gladys Porter Zoo in Brownsville. We hadn't been there for at least ten years and it is much improved. I took a ton of photos and ran out of room on my memory cards. In my attempt to delete some unwanted shots I erased an entire card of photos losing half my zoo pictures and all the rededication photos. I will be buying a bigger memory card. I must admit it is the first time experiencing three photo events in one day. Oh well...back to the zoo! And the Iwo Jima Monument. At least they aren't going anywhere!
Saturday was a big day. It started off with the raucous wild parrots landing in and near a tree outside our bedroom window so I grabbed my camera and took as many shots as I could before they took off. This was very early in the morning so it was fortunate that I was dressed. The Rio Grande Valley, Weslaco area in particular is the only place in the country these parrots can be seen. They used to land in the park regularly but it has been quite a while since they had done so.
The oddest part of the parrot incident is that I had a dream that I missed an opportunity to get photos of them because I didn't have my camera with me. I had told Butch about my dream less than a half hour BEFORE their arrival. 'Splain that one!
After that big excitement we went with Dave and Marge Scott to a rededication of Iwo Jima Monument at the Marine Military Academy in Harlingen. The statue of the famous monument is the original with a copy of it being in the Arlington Cemetery near Washington D.C. There were several Iwo Jima battle survivors attending the annual ceremony. It was a moving experience.
Following lunch we went to the Gladys Porter Zoo in Brownsville. We hadn't been there for at least ten years and it is much improved. I took a ton of photos and ran out of room on my memory cards. In my attempt to delete some unwanted shots I erased an entire card of photos losing half my zoo pictures and all the rededication photos. I will be buying a bigger memory card. I must admit it is the first time experiencing three photo events in one day. Oh well...back to the zoo! And the Iwo Jima Monument. At least they aren't going anywhere!
Thursday, February 19
Written Thursday, February 19, 2004
Monday afternoon after Butch’s golf day we went to Sam’s Club in Brownsville and I spent my gift money from the great people at Senior Haven on some two-way radios. There has been more than one occasion when they would have been handy to have so now we have them!
Tuesday we went to a luncheon in Weslaco for Greene County Iowa residents and friends. Cass County has a gathering every week but for us it conflicts with biking and golf. Greene County has theirs only once per season. There is so much to do here it becomes a problem trying to decide what to do and what to pass on.
Wednesday the weather was good to go for the bikers. They do go very slow and it gets me to itching to go fast. Maybe when we get back to Iowa I can hit the trails and fly! We do plan to go to Georgia and see Rich and family and I know they have a bike/walking trail right behind their house….Hmmm.
Today the wind is blowing 10-25 mph so no golfing or biking. There is no point in frustrating ourselves by adding wind to either of those pursuits. So…we cleaned house which was long overdue and sorely needed.
I became reacquainted with a free translator website this afternoon. Buenas tardes! ;-) It is bueno way to learn a phrase or two. Check it out.
Written Wednesday February 18th, 2004
Finally summer like weather has returned. We have had two perfect days in a row with 75 degrees and no wind and the forecast looks wonderful.
Last Saturday was a bit on the cool side so we along with the Bill Brookers and the Shipley’s went to Progreso (Mexico) to have some nachos at Garcia’s- at least that was my goal. We had a good time knocking around. When it came time to leave we had to deal with the longest line ever to get back to the good ol’ USA. It didn’t seem to take long though.
Sunday we went to Marlene and Bernard’s place in Harlingen for a feast. Excelente! It was another beautiful day although on the cool side too.
Monday afternoon after Butch’s golf day we went to Sam’s Club in Brownsville and I spent my gift money from the great people at Senior Haven on some two-way radios. There has been more than one occasion when they would have been handy to have so now we have them!
Tuesday we went to a luncheon in Weslaco for Greene County Iowa residents and friends. Cass County has a gathering every week but for us it conflicts with biking and golf. Greene County has theirs only once per season. There is so much to do here it becomes a problem trying to decide what to do and what to pass on.
Wednesday the weather was good to go for the bikers. They do go very slow and it gets me to itching to go fast. Maybe when we get back to Iowa I can hit the trails and fly! We do plan to go to Georgia and see Rich and family and I know they have a bike/walking trail right behind their house….Hmmm.
Today the wind is blowing 10-25 mph so no golfing or biking. There is no point in frustrating ourselves by adding wind to either of those pursuits. So…we cleaned house which was long overdue and sorely needed.
I became reacquainted with a free translator website this afternoon. Buenas tardes! ;-) It is bueno way to learn a phrase or two. Check it out.
Written Wednesday February 18th, 2004
Finally summer like weather has returned. We have had two perfect days in a row with 75 degrees and no wind and the forecast looks wonderful.
Last Saturday was a bit on the cool side so we along with the Bill Brookers and the Shipley’s went to Progreso (Mexico) to have some nachos at Garcia’s- at least that was my goal. We had a good time knocking around. When it came time to leave we had to deal with the longest line ever to get back to the good ol’ USA. It didn’t seem to take long though.
Sunday we went to Marlene and Bernard’s place in Harlingen for a feast. Excelente! It was another beautiful day although on the cool side too.
Tuesday, February 17
Written Saturday February 14th, 2004
What a bummer of a week weather wise. I doubt if my friends in Iowa want to hear it. It has been cold and rainy. Yesterday it didn’t get out of the 40’s and for down here that is cold enough to worry a monkey. We did the typical wintertime activity. We rented a movie. Seabiscuit. It is an excellent movie.
Earlier in the day we did laundry and I helped a guy with his computer. It was my first experience with an IMAC and AOL.
We had planned to go to Padre today but I don’t think it is going to happen. They are promising a better week ahead with highs in the 70’s and lows in the 50’s
What a bummer of a week weather wise. I doubt if my friends in Iowa want to hear it. It has been cold and rainy. Yesterday it didn’t get out of the 40’s and for down here that is cold enough to worry a monkey. We did the typical wintertime activity. We rented a movie. Seabiscuit. It is an excellent movie.
Earlier in the day we did laundry and I helped a guy with his computer. It was my first experience with an IMAC and AOL.
We had planned to go to Padre today but I don’t think it is going to happen. They are promising a better week ahead with highs in the 70’s and lows in the 50’s
Wednesday, February 11
Written Tuesday February 11th, 2004
The Mariachi performance was wonderful. It is a music program put on by the University of Texas Pan American. All of these college students are excellent vocalists and play at least one instrument besides. The group of about 40 plays violins, trumpets, guitars, a harp and an accordion. The accordion player was absent for the night that we were attending but I have no doubts that he too is extremely talented. It was well worth the $5.00 price of admission.
On Saturday we went to Padre to visit Jack and Jan Tallman who are staying in a condo there. After tennis we went to Blackbeards for lunch and then wandered around the island enjoying the kites and the birds at the proposed World Birding Center next to the South Padre Island Convention Center. We returned to Tallman's condo to enjoy the spectacular 8th floor view and play some cribbage.
On the way to the island we became entangled in the Rodeo Days Parade traffic at Los Fresnos. We had to consult a map to find our way out of town and take an alternate route to South Padre. On the alternate route we came upon the burning of a cane field. It is a spectacular event and I tried to capture it in digital splendor. In the best picture of it there is a reddish hue on the left half of the picture. This hue is flames shooting 20-40 feet in the air obscured by smoke. This was the first time we were that close to a burning cane field. We usually see a tall plume of smoke off in the distance and then know another cane field is about to be harvested.
On Sunday the park had an anniversary party for couples celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary this calendar year. Bill and Jo Brooker fall into that category along with three other couples. Bill and Jo asked me to speak on their behalf. My experience at Senior Haven came into play. It was a nice party.
Monday- Butch's golf day and my catch up day. I did a fair amount of computer maintenance, defrosted the fridge, and sorted clothes for laundry. We did go shopping at Radio Shack when Butch returned and purchased a new pedometer and a microphone for the computer. Marvin Ludwig, square dance caller and friend, has been asking to communicate on MSN Instant messaging by voice. Like on the phone but free! We have it working adequately.
Tuesday-Woke up to 67 degrees and humid. Butch slept in this morning. He doesn't do that often. It did give me a chance to get a few things done. It seems I am always playing catch up!
One of our neighbors, Loni has been living in a motor home that hasn't moved for many years. People who know her say that when she leaves in the Spring she walks out the door without cleaning out the fridge, locking the door, or putting anything in order. I imagine it is quite disgusting in there. Loni has purchased a different place in the park and her daughter is here today to help her move. It isn't going well. Loni is being passive-
aggressively difficult and daughter is losing her patience. Deja vu! It makes for entertainment and a chuckle or two and it is much better observing it than living it!!
The Mariachi performance was wonderful. It is a music program put on by the University of Texas Pan American. All of these college students are excellent vocalists and play at least one instrument besides. The group of about 40 plays violins, trumpets, guitars, a harp and an accordion. The accordion player was absent for the night that we were attending but I have no doubts that he too is extremely talented. It was well worth the $5.00 price of admission.
On Saturday we went to Padre to visit Jack and Jan Tallman who are staying in a condo there. After tennis we went to Blackbeards for lunch and then wandered around the island enjoying the kites and the birds at the proposed World Birding Center next to the South Padre Island Convention Center. We returned to Tallman's condo to enjoy the spectacular 8th floor view and play some cribbage.
On the way to the island we became entangled in the Rodeo Days Parade traffic at Los Fresnos. We had to consult a map to find our way out of town and take an alternate route to South Padre. On the alternate route we came upon the burning of a cane field. It is a spectacular event and I tried to capture it in digital splendor. In the best picture of it there is a reddish hue on the left half of the picture. This hue is flames shooting 20-40 feet in the air obscured by smoke. This was the first time we were that close to a burning cane field. We usually see a tall plume of smoke off in the distance and then know another cane field is about to be harvested.
On Sunday the park had an anniversary party for couples celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary this calendar year. Bill and Jo Brooker fall into that category along with three other couples. Bill and Jo asked me to speak on their behalf. My experience at Senior Haven came into play. It was a nice party.
Monday- Butch's golf day and my catch up day. I did a fair amount of computer maintenance, defrosted the fridge, and sorted clothes for laundry. We did go shopping at Radio Shack when Butch returned and purchased a new pedometer and a microphone for the computer. Marvin Ludwig, square dance caller and friend, has been asking to communicate on MSN Instant messaging by voice. Like on the phone but free! We have it working adequately.
Tuesday-Woke up to 67 degrees and humid. Butch slept in this morning. He doesn't do that often. It did give me a chance to get a few things done. It seems I am always playing catch up!
One of our neighbors, Loni has been living in a motor home that hasn't moved for many years. People who know her say that when she leaves in the Spring she walks out the door without cleaning out the fridge, locking the door, or putting anything in order. I imagine it is quite disgusting in there. Loni has purchased a different place in the park and her daughter is here today to help her move. It isn't going well. Loni is being passive-
aggressively difficult and daughter is losing her patience. Deja vu! It makes for entertainment and a chuckle or two and it is much better observing it than living it!!
Tuesday, February 10
Written Friday, February 6th, 2004
It feels like Saturday to me, probably because Butch isn’t golfing today. Tonight we are a going to see a Mariachi performance in Edinburgh. Since it will be an audio and visual performance a report about it may not match the experience. Much of the experience here isn’t easy to relate. Some of the first things I notice when we arrive in the valley is the different smell and the different bird sounds. There is a sweet smell in the air sometimes. A thought just occurred that it might be from the cane fields when they burn them.
Sometime the smells are not pleasant; over ripe produce at the Farmers Market, overworked sewer systems from all the northerners being here since their plumbing is not very far below the ground surface. On warm humid days in Iowa the smells can be quite intense and I am reminded of that here too but yet it is different.
The sounds are different too. Most prominent are the Grackles, a noisy pest of a bird and the one most often heard. To me they say “why”. They drag it out and it is very high pitched. And then there are the Mockingbirds and they copy everything and everybody, a friendly bird and easily tamed. There are the sounds of golf carts now and then and when the wind is from the north a constant hum from the expressway.
When we are in other parts of the country and I hear Tejano or Mariachi music my thoughts always turn to South Texas and/or Mexico. It used to be when I heard Spanish spoken in the grocery aisles I knew I was in South Texas but that isn’t true anymore. Being in Wal Mart in McAllen Texas or Council Bluffs Iowa sounds the same these days.
What sounds and smells are you experiencing right now?
It feels like Saturday to me, probably because Butch isn’t golfing today. Tonight we are a going to see a Mariachi performance in Edinburgh. Since it will be an audio and visual performance a report about it may not match the experience. Much of the experience here isn’t easy to relate. Some of the first things I notice when we arrive in the valley is the different smell and the different bird sounds. There is a sweet smell in the air sometimes. A thought just occurred that it might be from the cane fields when they burn them.
Sometime the smells are not pleasant; over ripe produce at the Farmers Market, overworked sewer systems from all the northerners being here since their plumbing is not very far below the ground surface. On warm humid days in Iowa the smells can be quite intense and I am reminded of that here too but yet it is different.
The sounds are different too. Most prominent are the Grackles, a noisy pest of a bird and the one most often heard. To me they say “why”. They drag it out and it is very high pitched. And then there are the Mockingbirds and they copy everything and everybody, a friendly bird and easily tamed. There are the sounds of golf carts now and then and when the wind is from the north a constant hum from the expressway.
When we are in other parts of the country and I hear Tejano or Mariachi music my thoughts always turn to South Texas and/or Mexico. It used to be when I heard Spanish spoken in the grocery aisles I knew I was in South Texas but that isn’t true anymore. Being in Wal Mart in McAllen Texas or Council Bluffs Iowa sounds the same these days.
What sounds and smells are you experiencing right now?
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