No pictures for this post. Today was all about covering as many miles as I could. After 11+ hours on the road, I am in a Hampton Inn just south of Louisville, a little more than 600 miles. I'm tired!
Tomorrow I will arrive in the small Alabama town where my father was born and raised and where my grandparents had a cotton farm. This will be our fifth cousins' reunion. We gather every Spring and just have a grand time "at the pond." The property my grandparents owned had been in both their families since the 1800's when it was deeded from the government. It has been passed down to each generation.
Most of us enjoy target shooting and trading stories that get bigger every year! There will be Kenny and his wife, Bobbie, Aunt Ileen (she's 90 this year!), and Pam, all from the Jacksonville area. From Pensacola, where I was born and raised, Debbie, Bruce, and Richard. And from Andalusia, Rita and her husband Kip.
It is worth the long two day drive from upstate New York for the fun and laughs we share. I find myself laughing along the way as I think of what lies ahead over the next few days. It is a time to throw political correctness out the door and forget about the stress and trouble in our lives and in our nation.
I just hope Morgan doesn't run off the sitter before I get home.
See you soon, Cousins!
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