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Peachtree City, Georgia

A True Suburban Community

This is my first experience in a golf cart community. I had never realized what that meant. Sure, I had seen resorts and small compounds where golf carts were used. Even in Green Valley, Arizona. which I wrote about in the topic Pet Sitting Two, they used golf carts, but not like here in Peachtree City, Georgia. Which as Wikipedia warns, don't confuse Peachtree City with Peachtree Corners, Georgia.
Smell the Honeysuckle

Smell the Honeysuckle


There are miles and miles of tree-lined, honeysuckle-draped golf cart paths throughout this 2007 incorporated and planned city. People take their kids to school, go to church, and run errands on these golf cart paths. If they aren't doing that, they are jogging or riding their bikes. So, why are there still thousands and thousands of cars on the streets and highways at all times?

I guess, unlike I have been doing, they don't just sit around the house.
I Can Live Here for a Week

I Can Live Here for a Week


I chose this spot on AirBnB specifically so I could just SIT in one pleasant spot.
I was admonished with NEIGHBORS ARE WATCHING on the information sheet left by the proprietor of this place. They must have reported that my van barely left the driveway. At least once a day, I have received text messages, phone calls, and emails suggesting all the fun and exciting things I could do in Peachtree City.
If you want to live in a suburb, this is the type of place to do it. Trees and shrubs - that actually started growing where they now stand - surround homes and shopping areas. Nothing like the sprawl that spreads from Fort Collins to the Springs in Colorado. And the commercial ugliness I complained about in Tennessee doesn't exist. You could live here for months and not know the Walgreens was jut down the street because it is concealed. Get out the GPS!

Originally, I thought I would take day trips to the small old towns in the area and perhaps a day into Atlanta (I think that must be where most of the folks around here are employed.) But when I arrived and saw I had such a delightful back yard with birds and commuting deer, a screened-in porch, and plenty of spots inside to curl up to knit and read. I just didn't want to look at one more historic building, one more cemetery, or one more scenic overlook from a winding hiking trail.

I just wanted to sit, so sit I did.
Living Room and Back Porch in Peachtree Rental

Living Room and Back Porch in Peachtree Rental

My Peachtree Backyard

My Peachtree Backyard


One afternoon, I thought I would go see a movie. On Google, I found the Legacy Theater in nearby Tyrone. Imagine my surprise when I arrived and discovered it was a live performance theater. The show was Moonlight and Magnolias (which I had never heard of), a farce on the development of Gone with the Wind.
It was an excellent performance. (It definitely made me want to see the movie again and maybe even read the book.)
I thought the three cast members were terrific. I had never expected to see such fine performances in this spot of the country - no matter how close to Atlanta.
At the end of the show, the applause was "okay," but not enthusiastic. After all, I'm from Denver where we give every performance a standing ovation even if we just feel sorry for struggling performers. Because there was only a smattering of applause, I felt compelled to tell the cast how much I appreciated them. So I headed backstage and walked into the dressing room where I overheard, "........I just want to get the fuck out of here...."
To which I inserted, "I don't care, nor do I care you don't have your pants on, I just want to tell you what fantastic performances I just saw."
Although they seemed somewhat pleased, they didn't want to chat, but just get me the f____ out of there. My enjoyment of the play was not diminished.
A Nice Lunch

A Nice Lunch


I also found a spot to give me a new tiwist on southern food - Due South/.

I am preparing to head on to Alabama. The biography for that section is Sacred Dust by David Hill. The first 1/4 rather drags and gets confusing, but stick with it,

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Stop Talkin' Trash about Tennessee!

Enough Already, Paula Sue

Okay, it is not entirely my cup of tea - but, I think I was entitled to one week of bad mood after six months on the road.
But because everyone from Tennessee is struck with disrespect for me when I say negative things about their state, I must provide an update with just a wee bit of the good stuff.
Here in Eastern Tennessee you can find:
Turkeys in your front yard every morning after they have flown from the trees across the road where they nest. That is, if you are fortunate enough to cat sit for BH and Tomboy at Karen's very nice hillside home.
Turkeys on the Lawn

Turkeys on the Lawn


By the way, Karen has written me a very eloquent email about the beauty and benefits of Eastern Tennessee. I have asked her to post it as a comment on this blog. She is going to see if she can figure out how to do it.
Rolling hills and craggy mountains.

The Wheatlands Plantation that is being lovingly and historically restored by a very knowledgeable and friendly couple transplanted fro W, DC,
Slave Cemetery at Wheatlands

Slave Cemetery at Wheatlands

We Hear the History of Wheatland

We Hear the History of Wheatland


Deer everywhere .

Quilt patterns painted on buildings. These are similar to "brands," but put on the barns, stores, and signs instead of the rumps of cattle. I was not able to pull over and get a photo of one on a barn, but this example shows a store front.
Tennessee Quilts

Tennessee Quilts


Downtown Knoxville with some great sculpture and a wonderful East Tennessee History museum.
Garden Path on the Knoxville Square

Garden Path on the Knoxville Square


Plaza Walkway

Plaza Walkway


Too Bad the Food is Bad

Too Bad the Food is Bad


(Forgive me, but I must say that one of the posh, cutting edge restaurants had Italian food that tasted like it was cooked south of the Ohio. Now, stop it, Paula! (picture me slapping my hand)).
Down every two-lane road that might be named Hank Holler or Joe's Gap, you might find a bit of the way you thought it would look.
Capt York's Old Grist Mill

Capt York's Old Grist Mill

Country Store

Country Store


The previously mentioned Museum of Appalachia is a must see.
Museum of Appalachia

Museum of Appalachia

Wedding at the Museum of Appalachia

Wedding at the Museum of Appalachia


If you are a Couch Surfer, you can stay with Tom and his two beautiful Bengal cats in the hills outside of Hixson.
Bonnie and I Agree on Tom's Backsplash Choice

Bonnie and I Agree on Tom's Backsplash Choice


Tom is remodeling his kitchen. It was fun to evaluate backsplash samples and paint when I knew it was not going to go in my kitchen!
In a couple of hours from Knoxville, you can get to Chattanooga. I might even be interested in renting a place here for a week or two in the future.
Here you can find bike paths along the Tennessee River, new condos, independently-owned restaurants with tasty food, a sculpture garden at the beautiful Hunter art museum, an aquarium (I skipped that), and a general store devoted entirely to the Moon Pie. (I had a bologna sandwich on white bread and I am not complaining one bit!)
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Longest Pedestrian Only Bridge in the World

Longest Pedestrian Only Bridge in the World


Chattanooga from the Bridge

Chattanooga from the Bridge

Glass Bridge over the Freeway

Glass Bridge over the Freeway

The ultimate draw is the International Towing and Recovery Museum (read wrecker truck) - the only one in the world; Chatanooga is where the tow truck was invented. I had a wonderful couple of hours here. The restoration work was stupendous. You walked away thinking "No matter what you do in life, be proud of it and recognize its importance."
Getting the Full Experience

Getting the Full Experience


CS Host Adding a Decal

CS Host Adding a Decal


I also followed a 2 1/2 year old around the museum as he showed his grandparents his favorite place. He explained a winch, pointed out various models, and demonstrated features. I asked his mother if his father had a towing service. She replied, "No, he's a lawyer. We have no idea where he got this knowledge and fascination but we hope we can find someone to help him with it."
He Knows Every Truck Here

He Knows Every Truck Here


So, Eastern Tennessee, I apologize for bad mouthing you. But trust me - I will never go through Pigeon Forge again as long as I live.
Check the photo gallery to the right for more pix of Eastern Tennessee to see what you might like.

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Where Has Paula Been?

She has been in a funk, that's where!

rain

I have often said (maybe even in previous entries), "I don't farm or work on the highway, so the weather doesn't have an impact on me."
Well, guess what?
The few times during this trip I have been a bit moody - it was rainy. Also, I was on the road instead of tucked away in a cozy nook.
I don't care how much I love my ol' Chevy van for sleeping (even in the rain) and driving, I don't like to camp in it for seven straight days of downpour.
Get Over Here Sun

Get Over Here Sun


To begin with, I am not really enamored with Tennessee. I had a few days of cat sitting and then a week before I returned for another long week of staying with the same cats. My original plan had been to camp throughout the area for that week.
My stay with the cats was in a very pleasant home on the hillside (as noted in the earlier posting and more about it in a later posting.)

Day one was a pleasant drive into Great Smoky National Park.
Beautiful Friendly Crowded Redneck

Beautiful Friendly Crowded Redneck


Unfortunately, 3 million others were also in the park including a bunch of Creationists with booths set up.
Plates ARE NC and NOT TN

Plates ARE NC and NOT TN


I played follow the leader through Cades Cove.
I did see some young bucks butting horns - both 4-legged and 2-legged kind, but I only took pictures of the 4-legged ones.
Away from the Crowds

Away from the Crowds


I also saw a young bear run across the road. I was driving without my camera ready, and missed getting a shot.
Unfortunately, all that the Great Smokey Mountains National Park is, it adds to my consternation about Tennessee.
The swarms of setters came in through the Cumberland Gap and created farms in the hollers and valleys. I haven't researched enough to remember which came first, but I think it was the TVA - of course, it created jobs during the depression and electricity forever; but it also pillaged the land and removed hundreds/thousands from their property.
Maybe next was either the mines or the government creating state and national parks. The mines ravaged the land. The government pushed people from their land to create "natural places of beauty" for the rest of us. Read the brief hisotry of Cades Cove just to get a glimpse of what happened all over Tennessee when the government and the TVA decided the mountain farmers didn't have sense enough to live in their hollers and hillsides.
I believe that is why the commercial areas of Tennessee are still so ugly. Folks jumped from a 19th century way of life without any idea of how the rest of the world looked. The next thing they knew, the 1950s hit them with sprawl and ugliness. They just keep building these areas up as if it were 1950 and think it is in style. - Or - big business and the government are still fooling them into thinking it is "the way to go."
I decided to leave the crowds in the National Park and discovered all the State Parks in the area were full. I wanted to stay in the area and attend the Tennessee Homecoming at Museum of Applachia. Well, I showed up on a beautiful sunny Sunday - a week early!
I admit that was my own stupidity, but it still added to my funk.
By the time the next weekend rolled around, it was pouring down rain all weekend and I opted not to drive the 2 hours back to attend.

I headed North into Kentucky to visit the Cumberland Gap. That was when the rain started seriously both night and day. Other than go to the Visitors' Center (which is quite nice), there is not much to do in the area except hike and take in the view from scenic overlooks. Both lose their thrill in the pouring rain. I did take the Hensley Settlement tour, but we had to cut it short due to lightening. I missed the cave tour - I think they cancel that due to rain also.
Fall Colors and Cloudy Skie

Fall Colors and Cloudy Skie


Hemsley Settlement Cumberland Gap National Park

Hemsley Settlement Cumberland Gap National Park


I did find a very nice B&B - Cumberland Manor.
Cumberland Manor B&B

Cumberland Manor B&B


I stayed there for two nights, but there is not much to do in the little town. You know your options are limited when the only independent restaurant is a coffee shop that sells paninis. They were good, however, so if you come to the Gap, Shades and Pine Mountain are the only other places in the sea of Arby's, KFC, and Hardee's that stretches for 200 miles in either direction.
Silly me, I thought there would be a lot of mom 'n pop cafes. Nope they have all gone to franchises.
Okay - what's the big deal, it still kept me in a funk.
After I left Middlesboro, Kentucky and the Gap, I kept driving thinking I would get out of the rain or find another cozy place. Neither of which happened. By 4 PM, I said to myself "You are stopping at the next place no matter what it is."
Well, lucky me, it was historic Jonesborough, Tennessee. There are at least 10 B&Bs all of which were full. I booked a room for a couple of nights at the AmericInn.
AmericInn Jonesborough

AmericInn Jonesborough


View from Balcony

View from Balcony


I did enjoy the town, but if you want to eat at someplace besides the fast food chains, go out to lunch. The three restaurants in town close at 3 PM. Oh, I take that back - one does serve dinner, but a sign on the door said they were closed for "an employee mental health day."
So for the past 4 dinners, I have eaten hummus, carrots, peanuts, and other raw foods I had packed for camping. I will confess that I did not stick to my no-alcohol rule on even-numbered days.
Jonesborough is home to the International Storytellers Center and several fine shops. The sun shone long enough for me to tour the town. Put this place on your road trip itinerary.
Jonesborough Street Scene

Jonesborough Street Scene

Jonesborough Restoration

Jonesborough Restoration


Storytelling Center

Storytelling Center


I headed south to Cherokee, North Carolina.
I toured the museum - which is quite well presented. However, it is a LOT OF READING - which is fine by me, but not everyone's cup of tea. Also, the lighting is quite dim, so those of us on the verge of cataracts have trouble reading some of the displays.
I was in luck because the Cherokee Fair was in full swing and it was Elders' Day so I was admitted for free! They had a big tent to sit under and eat so I was sheltered from the rain and able to watch my first Stickball game.
Stickball Champs Play and Pose in Falling Rain

Stickball Champs Play and Pose in Falling Rain


On the entire drive from Jonesborough to Cherokee, I kept thinking about fry bread or an Indian taco. My mouth watered all while I stood in line at the fairground food stand.
Only in the south can an Indian taco taste awful! Sorry folks, but I don't know what they do south of the Ohio River to make everything they cook taste terrible.
Cherokee Dancers

Cherokee Dancers

Cherokee Historian

Cherokee Historian

Here Comes the Rain in Cherokee

Here Comes the Rain in Cherokee

Cherokee Dancers 2

Cherokee Dancers 2


Once again, only fast food franchises were offering dinner - except Ruth Chris in the casino. I decided to eat one more night of campground munchies and not spend my $50 on a steak dinner that I had no confidence would not be worth 8.99.

By Friday afternoon, I returned to Sevierville, Tennessee to stay with my cat friends BH and Tomboy. It has poured down with never more than a 20 minute break since I have been here.
Fortunately, I have some books, booze, and a full kitchen.
I ain't moving until Monday afternoon!

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Well, Butter My Butt and Call Me a Biscuit

Talking Tennessean

It is a good thing I am pet sittin' for BH and Tommy Boy . Without them, I would pretty much be listenin' to Tennessean and not talkin' it.
BH (Butthead?)

BH (Butthead?)


Tommy Boy

Tommy Boy


Tennessean is a little bit Southern, a little bit Texan, and whole lot of country. For some reason, most folks also speak extremely loudly - even louder than I do.
Sometimes my ear has trouble understanding the words, but certainly not the meaning. Two examples illustrate the content of Tennessean:

1. I have read the Knoxville News Sentinel every day I have been here. Each day the two editorials in the paper have something to do with Christianity: the values, the importance, the lack of its practice in politics and daily life, However, the same page also contains both Doonesbury. and Mallarad Fillmore comic strips.

2. I couldn't find my way to the tire shop and my GPS wasn't working, so I stopped at an HVAC establishment and asked for directions. One of the young men sitting around waiting for work said, "You don't want to go there!" I asked "why" because the person for whom I was pet sitting had purchased tires there in the past. His reply:
"Well, sure, in the past. Now there are only a bunch of Mexicans and a coupla' blacks all over the place. There is only one white guy working there."
The way he said it, I felt as if I had been slapped across the face. Later at the Chevy dealer where I was getting an oil change, I asked about the quality of that tire shop. One of the service reps said, "it used to be the best place in town to buy tires, but not so much now."
I replied that someone else had said that, "but it sounded to me like it had more to do with racism than the quality of the tires or the installation."
All three of the reps hung their heads and one said, "You're probably right."
Another said, "We can get your new tires here."
For a moment, I pondered. I wanted to go to the other place just on principle. But I was here, they did the oil change and had tires for a good price. It seemed much more convenient than looking for the other place. I bought new tires at the Chevy dealer.
Perhaps I have learned to talk Tennessean. I am not proud.
My Temporary Tennessee Home

My Temporary Tennessee Home


But here on the hill outside of Sevierville. (home of Dolly Parton), Butthead (BH), Tommy Boy, the neighbor's all black tomcat, the other neighbor's mangy Chihuahua, and I seem to all co-mingle without scorn.
Who's Been Sleeping on My Bed

Who's Been Sleeping on My Bed


The lady for whom I am pet sitting and her friends, all seem to be women cut from my cloth. She is a member of the Affordable Travel Club and Sisters on the Fly,
This week, they are all camping somewhere in the Smokey Mountains.
Karen Heading Out the Driveway

Karen Heading Out the Driveway


Next week they are going to a Civil War reenactment.
Well, we didn't talk politics, religion, or social attitudes.

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The Tail of Two States

Illinois and Kentucky

I examined the map to find the best way to get from Indiana to Tennessee. Look closely at the map at the corners of Indiana, Illinois, and Kentucky and you will see the route I took through the tail of these two states.

You can almost tell when you cross the state line out of tidy Indiana.
Not that there is anything unsightly about the farmland of Illinois, but you can just see the difference. They still mow, just not as far along either side of their house. There are not too many weeds; they just don't use the weed whacker around every fence post.

By 5 PM, i remembered I had not eaten since I had breakfast at the Dairy Queen in French Lick the day before. I had tried a $50 salmon at the Baden Springs hotel, but it was so salty I could not eat it. They took it off my bill I chose not to take my luck on anything else - maybe it is my Colorado palette.
The only place I could find was Belle's Diner in Shawneetown, Illinois - "They come from miles around for our catfish. We thaw it out and bread it ourselves." The coconut cream pie was tasty - but not as good as mine made from my mother's recipe.
From $50 Salmon to $9 Catfish

From $50 Salmon to $9 Catfish


I spent the night in Cave in Rock State Park, but it was near dark when I arrived and not yet sunrise when I left. The camp host made me move from an isolated spot on the hill to an RV spot next to the shower building. She didn't want me to be up there since I was alone. I felt rather foolish after all my travels, but then her attitude made me jittery. All night long, acorns fell and pinged on the roof of ol' Chevy van and deer grazed around the campground. I kept peering out wondering what was going on. That was the first time I felt like that in six months!
Cave in Rock State Park

Cave in Rock State Park


In the morning, I took the free ferry from Illinois to Kentucky. The two states keep this ferry transporting a handful of vehicles at a time from 6 AM until 9 PM. The ride is less than 15 minutes.
Crossing on the Free Ferry

Crossing on the Free Ferry

Sunrise on the Ohio 3

Sunrise on the Ohio 3

Looking from Kentucky to Illinois

Looking from Kentucky to Illinois


Check out the photo gallery for some more shots of the sky during this crossing.

Less than 50 miles from the ferry crossing, you arrive at the north entrance of The Land Between the Lakes.
Green and Gold

Green and Gold


This is the first of several TVA projects you will find in this part of the country as you travel to and through Tennessee.
There are many hiking and biking trails, a lot of water for boating and fishing, and many good campgrounds.
I was mainly enamored by the drive-through bison and elk prairie.
One Solo Traveler Welcomes Another

One Solo Traveler Welcomes Another

Cow and Nursing Calf

Cow and Nursing Calf

At the Dust Wallow

At the Dust Wallow


I didn't see any elk. Will have to go back to Estes Park, Colorado for that.

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6 Months Down

6 Months to Go


View May and June 2013 on pscotterly's travel map.

On September 29, I finished six months of my trip on the road
I have traveled in 17 states: Colorado, New Mexico, Arizona, California (3 visits), Oregon (2 visits), Washington (2 visits), North Carolina, Nevada, Idaho, Montana, North Dakota, Minnesota, Michigan, Wisconsin, Indiana, Illinois, and Tennessee
and one Canadian province: Ontario

I now have 111,400 miles on my car. I started out with less than 99,000. Somehow, I threw away the sheet of paper with the exact starting mileage.
11000 Since Cornville Arizona

11000 Since Cornville Arizona

Ol' Chevy Van has run like a charm. All I have had to do is put in a new starter. Tomorrow, I will get new tires and have the brakes checked. I purchased tires with only 70,000 miles rating. If we are still traveling in three years, I guess I will need to purchase another set.

Except for these repairs, the two weeks I traveled with my grandson, and the 6 weeks I worked I have kept within my budget.
Not counting the weeks I worked in Minnesota, I have:
Camped in Ol' Chevy Van about 25% of the time
Rented hotels or apartments or stayed with Affordable Travel Club members 25% of the time
Stayed free with friends, family, Couch Surfing, and pet sitting about 50% of the time -
Thank you, Everyone. It has been so nice to connect with you! I think I have just about used up all my access to friends, so the next six months will probably have different percentages!

I have only vague plans of what to do for the next six months.
Am I pining to go home?
Oh, no! I am counting on the next six months to be as interesting and to go as fast as the last six months!

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Back Home Again in Indiana

Conservative, Historic, Tidy

As I am Back Home Again in Indiana, I wanted to visit places I have never been as I journey my way southeast towards Tennessee.
I stopped off to visit my friends Dave and Anna Sees for dinner at Noa Noa in Warsaw. (By the way if you go, make reservations even on a Tuesday night. The table they save for walk-ins is not the best in the house.) We had our usual "laugh till you cry" discussions. Probably because Dave is such a conservative, I have to do that or I will just sit there and cry!
Anna and Dave

Anna and Dave


Just goes to show you, we can "all just get along!"
But except for a handful of relatives (and I am not even sure about all of them) and one nun, I seemed to run into mostly conservatives.
God and Country

God and Country


I drove state roads 16 and 231 from South Whitley to French Lick. I put on about 400 miles driving through Indiana farm country.
All Are Tidy

All Are Tidy


The main word that kept popping into my mind was tidy. Everyone mows at least an acre around the house. All the shoulders on the state and county roads are mowed and nary a weed is in sight. I wonder if it is because they use herbicides everywhere to keep the weeds out of the crops.
It's That Time of Year

It's That Time of Year


Corn and Beans Almost Ready

Corn and Beans Almost Ready


Regardless, it is beautiful country. No wonder when Hoosiers come to New Mexico they are overwhelmed about how "trashy" the countryside looks.
Somehow, I had always thought French Lick was a state park like Pokagon and that I would camp there and have breakfast at the Potawatami Inn, where I had worked for three summers in the early '60s. Well, it certainly isn't. I arrived around 10 PM and drove around for an hour looking for the campground - of which there was none.
I spent the night in the elementary school parking lot and ate breakfast at the Dairy Queen with all the other local old men as that was the only place that was open.
By 9 AM, I checked in at the West Baden Springs hotel. I toured both of the luxury hotels in French Lick, and liked this one best.
Room at West Baden Springs Hotel

Room at West Baden Springs Hotel


I spent the day not doing much of anything except sitting around on the veranda and the various lobbies enjoying the luxury.
Sunken Garden in Fall Season West Baden

Sunken Garden in Fall Season West Baden


Lobby at West Baden Hot Springs Hotel

Lobby at West Baden Hot Springs Hotel


I was chagrined to see a casino in this historic town, but then during the history tour I learned illegal casinos had been part of the experience since the beginning when people came for the "cures."
Creek with Healing Waters

Creek with Healing Waters


By mere chance while driving through Jasper, I discovered that German priests had arrived in Southeastern Indiana in the early 1800s to serve the German immigrants. As they are known to do, they built towering churches. I was really quite surprised. I stopped to visit the church, but discovered a funeral in progress. Some folks there encouraged me to go on to Ferdinand to visit the St Benedictine Monastery.
St Benedictine Monastery

St Benedictine Monastery


I had a visit with Sr Mary Bickford, who entered here in 1943. She traveled and worked around the US and South America, but returned here in 1997. "Understand one thing. It is a union, but it is not a marriage when it is between a same sex couple." I didn't ask what it was between a sister and her Christ and church because we were having such a delightful conversation. I am not sure if I caught her spirit in this photo or moved my camera.
The Aura of Sr Mary Bickford

The Aura of Sr Mary Bickford


Much to my surprise, I found myself in Denver!
We're Not in Colorado Anymore

We're Not in Colorado Anymore


I had never visited Lincoln's Booyhood Home . My favorite part was the Path of 12 Stones, which was a pleasant half mile walk through the woods. Along the path were stones from significant points in his life, for example, Foundation stone from the first time he saw a newspaper office and printing press and a stone from Gettysburg battlefield.
Path of 12 Stones

Path of 12 Stones


The simplicity of these stones were so much more meaningful than the huge memorial wall.
Lincoln Boyhood Home Memorial

Lincoln Boyhood Home Memorial


My back road trip also provided a drive through one of Indiana's few remaining covered bridges.
Roann Covered Bridge

Roann Covered Bridge


Check the photo gallery for some pictures tagged Indiana.

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Columbia City, Small and Pretty

To quote Jimmy, my Aunt Mary's parakeet

Then, in 1963 my husband-to-be Jim came along and added the line "and the girls are very shitty."
To which Aunt Mary held her hand to cover her mouth and giggled "Don't you dare teach him to say that."

Aunt M, Jimmy, and Jim are long gone from my life, but Columbia City is still small and pretty - maybe even a bit bigger and a bit prettier.
It can boast of having :
Best Mailbox Setup in the USA

Best Mailbox Setup in the USA


Evelyn at the CC Post Office

Evelyn at the CC Post Office


They were also smart enough to save the post office from razing. I won't even get started on what they did to the Peabody Free Library and the Grace Lutheran Church - they weren't quite as smart about that.
The addition to the City Hall looks nice.
CC IN City Hall

CC IN City Hall


Eagles We Cheer for Thee

Eagles We Cheer for Thee


In my hometown (which I moved from in 1962), I can go to the Y, Krogers, Bob Evans, and the post office and think I should know everyone I see. Then, when I do run into someone (like Jan Vogley Morsches, Linda Lawrence Sutton and Rex Schrader) I don't recognize them!

I came to attend the 55th anniversary of my cousins Darl and Sandy. I was in charge of the registry on that day in 1959 in the same Coesse Lutheran Church where we met for this celebration.
Anniversary Party

Anniversary Party


I stayed with my cousin Evelyn for three nights. She also graciously hosted a sit-down meal so 10 of us cousins and spouses could rally for some "remember" talk and an Indiana potluck dinner.
All the Firsts

All the Firsts


We also made visits to the Oak Grove and South Park cemeteries to decorate the graves with pots of mums and piles of gourds - all purchased at a fantastic pop-up produce and flower stand in the parking lot on Line Street near Wendy's.
Carl Lucille Mother Memorial

Carl Lucille Mother Memorial

Cotterly Clugston Plots

Cotterly Clugston Plots


I walked by my paternal grandparents' home to find it encircled with yellow police tape. A fire had made it inhabitable, seems puzzling since the fire department is just around the corner about 100 feet away.
Also learned that my cousin-in-law's nephew lived in this place and no one knew there was any remote connection within the family.
My Grandparent's House

My Grandparent's House


I arrived at 11 PM on a Saturday night an drove away on Tuesday afternoon. I wonder when or if I will ever be in this small and pretty town again.

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Leaving Los Angeles

A Week with the Family

I left the ol' Chevy Van in Milwaukee and have spent recent days in Los Angeles with my son's family – Brendan, his wife Stephanie, and their foster daughter.
My sister Diane hosted us (including my son's sister and brother-in-law Jodie and Ed) to a dinner at Castaway on a VERY hot day.
My sister does not allow photographs taken of her and we are not allowed to post photos of my son's foster daughter, so it didn't seem to make sense to snap a bunch of photos to document the event.
However, Brendan and I kept up our decades-long Scrabble tournament.
Scrabble in the Park

Scrabble in the Park


This year, we even took it to the park. The pictures document who took the title this visit.
Paula 5 Brendan 1

Paula 5 Brendan 1


Even though he was a sore loser, I paid when he "hosted " me for dinner at Spruzzo, a pleasant spot in Malibu to watch a bit of the beach. Since he provided all my other meals - including the cooking - t'was the least I could do.
Every September, Pepperdine University posts a flag for every victim of 9/11. It is a very impressive sight.
Flags at Pepperdine

Flags at Pepperdine


Stephanie was busy on set all week – often not getting home until way after midnight. She is a make-up artist for an upcoming Net Flix original starring Tomlin, Fonda, M Sheen, and Waterston. Look for it next year and know she was the one responsible for everyone except Fonda and Tomlin.
Much to my delight, I had all the daytime hours with dear little baby. I will miss her terribly.

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Milwaukee

Maybe...or Must?

Maybe it's the weather.
Maybe it is just time to stop roaming for a while.
Maybe Milwaukee is not really an end destination.
The traffic was terrible on streets that were rarely through streets and most often under construction.
The draw bridges over the Menomonee or Milwaukee Rivers have to rise for the scenic supper cruise every day during rush hour.
Rising Draw Bridge

Rising Draw Bridge


And then...
After a day or two of touring I decide that despite the weather and some other conditions, Milwaukee has quite a bit to offer. If you are going to Door County, you might as well plan a few days in Milwaukee too.
The Man at Work Grohmann Museum is a good way to spend a rainy morning.
Looking Up at the Grohmann

Looking Up at the Grohmann

Looking Down in the Grohmann

Looking Down in the Grohmann

Sculpture Garden on the Grohmann Rooftop

Sculpture Garden on the Grohmann Rooftop


Anyone who likes to visit historic homes will want to go to the Pabst Mansion. Another favorite is Ten Chimneys, but I decided I didn't want to spend that much money. The Chudnow is also fun, mainly because the curator is so excited about it.
Pabst Mansion

Pabst Mansion


Don't miss the Lynden Sculpture Garden. Even on a cool cloudy day it is beautiful.
Lynden Sculpture Garden 3

Lynden Sculpture Garden 3

Lynden Sculpture Garden 4

Lynden Sculpture Garden 4


This garden was the private collection of someone who I forget (check the link!).
Lynden Sculpture Garden 2

Lynden Sculpture Garden 2


Eat before you head to this part of the area. I drove from the art museum along route 32 to Brown Deer and only found a Chinese restaurant - people were nice, food was fresh, but very typical. There was also a Mexican restaurant that looked pleasant, but I wasn't in the mood and - why do I think Wisconsin Mexican food might not be what I am accustomed to?
Guess Who Is the Tour Leader

Guess Who Is the Tour Leader


Historic Milwaukee offers walking and food tours around the city every day, rain or shine.
You will learn on this tour why all the bridges sit slightly askew from the srteets on either side of the river.
Milwaukee Art Museum

Milwaukee Art Museum


As is true of many art museums, the Milwaukee Art Museum is an artwork in itself. There is also some public art scattered throughout town.
Ducks on the Bridge

Ducks on the Bridge

Garden Displays throughout Millwaukee

Garden Displays throughout Millwaukee


You can also eat where all good Democrats (think Bill and Michelle) have stopped for burgers.
Miss Katie's Diner

Miss Katie's Diner


So, there is really a lot to do indoors or even braving the inclement weather. But really, go in the warm and sunny weather so you can enjoy all the bike paths and outdoor events. Of course, that could be said about any place.
And if you Couch Surf as I did, you will have a friendly person to enjoy some of this with. Just remember to get a photo of her and her apartment on Lake Michigan.

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