Mom,
I wanted to write about all the good memories I have of our vacations. Of course the first that comes to mind is the RV and I remember your tireless efforts to get it ready for our trips and the joking that came along with that. How you were packing too much and etc....
Well now I have an RV and I must say I REALLY appreciate all the hard work you did to get ready for our trips. It seems it is so much work for a few days, maybe a week or two but there is so much that goes into make that trip happen and be safe and fun. So here are a few of my
favorite memories of our RV trips. In no particular order.
* Taking grandma down the boat ramp in her wheel chair in Florida
* Sledding down the snow fields in Colorado on a "dish pan"
* Riding the wild donkeys in ??
* The Michigan circle tour, and the fish refinery, and the stolen COHO
* Washington DC
* The lighted map in Gettysburg
* Cumberland Gap, Gatlinburg and bear wrestling
* Smokey Mountain mountains and the skyline drive
* My first dip in the ocean in Portland- Wow not what I expected of the pacific ocean - COLD!
* Sharing "raw" fish with the Indians on strawberry reservation.
* Disney World, just after it opened in 1970.
* Key West
* Royal Gorge and riding down the mountain on the solex, followed by the Winnebago
* Las Vegas
Mom, we all gather at Silver Lake and know you are there with us in
Spirit!
Love you,
PS. I just bought a new motorcycle, please watch over me and keep me safe.
jim
Tuesday, February 7, 2006
Letter from Sue - 2006
Dear Mom,
Time is passing with lightning speed. So many changes have happened with our lives. I wish you were here so we could share them with you. You would absolutely adore Shane. He is like sunshine on a dreary day. Collin and Allison are growing up fast too. Collin has a lot of love to give when you can tear him away from the computer and playstation. Allison is still shy and reserved, until you get to know her. Then she is loud and silly.
We had some great vacations together growing up. Our motorhome allowed us to see so much of the United States. Even though I don’t remember every trip, I still feel very fortunate. To this day, many of my friends have never been to the places I went as a child.
Your cheerful, confident and calm nature on our trips in the motorhome is hard for me to mimic. You always made me feel secure and comforted. Oh that “Hot Tottie” helped a little I’m sure. The trip up to Pikes Peak with grandma in the passenger seat saying her prayers. (I am pretty sure we won’t be taking a motorhome up Pikes Peak.) How about when we crossed the wooden bridge over the Royal Gorge(I think). Jerry walked in front of us to film it. Traversing down the most crooked street in the world in San Francisco. You and dad were daredevils, or dad was a daredevil and you trusted his judgment and prayed.
We had a lot of memorable times playing 31 and rummy. You spent lots of time singing songs and trying to convince us that vanilla ice cream and musk melon was the best dessert in the world. You made us all feel cared for and loved equally. Even though I know I was your baby. Ha Ha.
Now three years have passed and it still feels like yesterday you were at my house playing with my kids. My memories of you are present but less tangible. My thoughts of you are frequent but my emotions have dulled. I take comfort in knowing that you are watching over us and still taking care of us.
Loving you,
Susie
Time is passing with lightning speed. So many changes have happened with our lives. I wish you were here so we could share them with you. You would absolutely adore Shane. He is like sunshine on a dreary day. Collin and Allison are growing up fast too. Collin has a lot of love to give when you can tear him away from the computer and playstation. Allison is still shy and reserved, until you get to know her. Then she is loud and silly.
We had some great vacations together growing up. Our motorhome allowed us to see so much of the United States. Even though I don’t remember every trip, I still feel very fortunate. To this day, many of my friends have never been to the places I went as a child.
Your cheerful, confident and calm nature on our trips in the motorhome is hard for me to mimic. You always made me feel secure and comforted. Oh that “Hot Tottie” helped a little I’m sure. The trip up to Pikes Peak with grandma in the passenger seat saying her prayers. (I am pretty sure we won’t be taking a motorhome up Pikes Peak.) How about when we crossed the wooden bridge over the Royal Gorge(I think). Jerry walked in front of us to film it. Traversing down the most crooked street in the world in San Francisco. You and dad were daredevils, or dad was a daredevil and you trusted his judgment and prayed.
We had a lot of memorable times playing 31 and rummy. You spent lots of time singing songs and trying to convince us that vanilla ice cream and musk melon was the best dessert in the world. You made us all feel cared for and loved equally. Even though I know I was your baby. Ha Ha.
Now three years have passed and it still feels like yesterday you were at my house playing with my kids. My memories of you are present but less tangible. My thoughts of you are frequent but my emotions have dulled. I take comfort in knowing that you are watching over us and still taking care of us.
Loving you,
Susie
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