Travel
I pulled my truck close to the House in the driveway. I got out, got a garbage bag, and began cleaning the truck. “Tommy The Dawg” and “Otis” begin getting excited. I keep a straight face. Coke BottlesFast Food Drink CupsFast Food Bags—Just a few of the items on the floorboard of the truck. “Tommy”…
Read More“Well, I think that’s about the last of it,” I told Papa. “Now, remember, dogs, cats, and trash. And have fun,” Papa replied. “Son, I wish you were going with us,” Mom says. “Nah. I’ll be fine. Those boats have small bathrooms. I’ll enjoy being alone. I don’t want to see anyone for two weeks.…
Read MoreWe arrived home, and I immediately went to bed. The next morning I took “Tommy and Otis” for a well-deserved ride in the truck. Out in the Country, you never know what you’ll see.I’ve seen everything from Pigs that have gotten out of their pen to Horses. Yesterday, I saw the latter. I was driving…
Read MoreA foggy morning in the Great Smoky Mountains. I can’t even see Mt. LeConte, which stands right before the Cabin. A shadow of the Tram can be seen as it passes by overhead.Birds Chirp.Chipmunks chase each other around on the ground.Squirrels chase each other up in the trees.However, I haven’t seen a Bear in days.…
Read MoreThe Mountains were calling. We had a late start headed to Gatlinburg today. I asked Mom what time we left, and she said, “11:30 AM, I think.”I didn’t argue.I think it was more like 1 PM CST. We got on Highway 160 and headed toward Oneonta, Alabama, to get on the interstate.About 25 miles into…
Read MoreI took my truck for its annual oil change. Yes. It was a few miles over the recommended mileage.While there, I spoke with an 82-year-old man that was a card, I tell ya. He was a card.I’d like to write about him today, but some things I can’t write “Hot,” and he and his story…
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