It is a pretty short drive back down to Belmont from the mountains. We have enjoyed our stay here, especially because we got to spend time with Mary Ann. A childhood friend of Sherry’s and a youth-hood friend of mine. She lives here at Lenoir at the highest elevation in this park. She has a beautiful home up there.
(The one folded across the back is the first one, the one spread out is the second one)
She is a quilter and a crocheter (my words). She gave us an Afgan a couple years ago and Mark loved it when we made the trip South. That girl made another beautiful “Afganistan” (everybody laughed for some reason when I called it that) and brought it down, she also gave Sherry a nice purse and a couple tops then fussed if we wanted to buy her lunch.
(This is the closer shot, and being the professional, her name attached on a beautiful label)
You already know she brought a ‘nanner puddin’ and a pone of corn bread down, which were both delicious.
But it has been a great time for her and Sherry to catch up on Girl talk. Of course my Sherry is an incurable match maker. As a teen ager, Mary Ann used to date Sam, another friend, and in another life. They both have now lost their mates. So ………
I mentioned Sam in the book Rags. He actually went thru USMC boot camp twice, once at 16 and the next time at 17. That boy was a glutton for punishment. Most guys, like me, do it once.
All joking aside, I think seniors should enjoy themselves in their autumn years, and I think their children should understand that their parents sometime need a companion. Not everyone does, but most seniors need that companionship and the kids should butt out.
This has been a good break; now back to Belmont where we have ordered a couple ports, one for the van and one for the motor home. Hopefully to be delivered tomorrow. Maybe pictures tomorrow.
Thanks for coming this way.
I wish the buck stopped here, as I could use a few.
Check this jewel out:
(I am not sure what it is, but from the style, it is about a 1932-1936.)