Before the usual blog, I would like to say Thank You to all the Veterans who blog and follow this blog. My family has always celebrated this Holiday with the true meaning of it. I can remember as a young boy, My Grandfather saying how Freedom is never free. Someone in either your family or a family that is close to you has paid in blood for it. His brother my Great Uncle John who I never met was killed on Normandy Beach. My Dad served in the Pacific during WW2, Myself and my brother Bill are Viet Nam Vets, My son Tim is a veteran of Desert Storm. Is it selfish to look at your Grandson and think, Please God spare him the duty his family before him has shouldered. Maybe so, But again THANKS. FREEDOM IS NOT FREE.
Be there in a second.
We started our day at the campground with coffee and then Donna & I sat with the neighbors next to us, and then I started to dismantle the campsite. Donna & Rigg's left about 10:00AM, of course Adam & I had to get the slide in and stow everything for travel, and then make a quick stop at the dump station. We got back home at about noon, Adam got his bike off the back and raced to find his friends, I parked the trailer and put it on life support on its pad, it's combat ready for a quick exit on our next outing.
I went up and laid on the couch and then next thing I knew Rigg's came over and laid down and crashed. Look's like camping and running after his squeekee was to much for one day, I know he slept good every night while camping.
I have a lot of catching up to do on the blogs I missed with the limited access I had to the internet last week. Be safe out there. Sam & Donna.