Ruthi’s Italian cousins arranged a special brunch for us and her other cousins’ in the same age group. It was great for Ruthi to see how they had and had not changed. Ruthi didn’t even recognize one of her cousins. The political conversations around the table were great. Traveling as we are, doesn’t always put us in progressive “blue” states/counties/cities. It was really fun to talk loud and clear about our pride in the president and our support for his agenda. No matter what the “right wing nuts” think, we were pretty much in agreement at our “Town Hall” meeting.
One of Ruthi’s German cousins had a cookout. Boots wasn’t able to attend as she had one of her intense headaches. So, between the cousins and Ruthi’s older brother, Bill, it was a busy time in the old home town.
Bill and his wife (Blanche) bought a Park Model at Wood Smoke Ranch. The whole park is a very unusual in the layout. The park models are all placed on the owner’s piece of land at angles to the road. At this park, there are none of the row after row of perpendicular mobile homes squeezed into a small strip of land. Their home is angled on a triangular piece of property with as stream in the back. They even have a screen room on the back side facing the stream.
It became apparent that our campground was poorly managed and maintained. They rented us someone else’s annual site. So, we were told that we needed to move to another site or leave. Well, we didn’t want another site, the whole process of breaking/setting camps isn’t worth it to move a couple of spaces in a camp with such incompetence and rudeness to ask us to leave at 7:30 at night. Remember this is in Illinois and sun set is 8pm. This was our first time hitching up in the dark.
