Mesa, AZ - Around the Campground

Every spring and fall, my mother used to go into a tizzy with spring cleaning and fall cleaning. What do you mean? You want me to scrub the kitchen floor? Wash the curtains? Gee, Mom, slow down. Gary’s tells me that his mother did the same thing and then, when she was done, she and her sisters and sisters-in-law used to drive out to her mother’s home and clean that one too. Double duty.

Well, I learned a lot from my mother, but spring cleaning did not rub off on me. I do not do a spring cleaning. Now, I do keep a clean RV - and then I looked up at the ceiling and noticed that it looked a bit dingy. Hmmm. How can dust get up there? Little suction cups? We certainly don’t smoke but, just being in the world means that your walls and ceilings get dirty and need to be cleaned - every now and then. Wouldn’t want to go crazy.

Well, here I am with my cool Wash and Wax All mop handle - perfect for getting up to the ceiling.

Hey, we’ve got new states and provinces on our travel map which I’ve put on our rear slide. We’ve got plans for getting Idaho this summer but will have to work to get some of the others blanks filled in. I”m not sure how we’ll get Hawaii in. Imagine the cost of getting the RV out there. Whoo-eee, nope, we’ll never get Hawaii filled in.

We had a large Thanksgiving feast here are the resort. Here’s a picture showing the crowd getting the food ready and out for each table.

We have scanned all of our yearbooks now and I’m going to put pictures from them into the blog every now and then. We used to keep all of our yearbooks on the bottom shelf in our den in our home in West Des Moines. Our first year of being snowbirds, we got a call from Cathy and Tom, Gary’s sister and brother-in-law who were watching our home. A water pipe had burst and our lower level was ‘wet’. They had already taken care of most of it: stopped the leak, quickly moved most things up to another floor, called Service Master and called the insurance agent (whom they also had.)

We still drove up from Texas to survey the damage. But, we then headed back to Texas when we saw that everything that could be done had been done. Meanwhile, my sweet sister-in-law had taken each or our many yearbooks, separated all the wet pages and spread them out on a table in the lower level. Without this most of the pages would have stuck together and would have been a loss. It must have taken her hours. Dull, tedious, boring hours. No wonder we love her so much.

Thus the bottoms of many of the pages are wrinkled. So, here is one of our pages. This is a picture that our class photographer, George Bergeman, took of Gary. Cool photograph but, check out the wrinkles at the bottom.

BUT - we do have the pages and now they are scanned.

“If you’re riding a high horse, there isn’t any way to get down gracefully.’
                                Anonymous