Well, I spent Saturday night in Lakin with Dona and Joey. Woke Saturday morning and after breakfast we did errands and in due time were on the road to Hutchinson. All this was well and good until we passed Macksville and Stafford. Gets pretty few and far between for rest stops at that point. Of course as soon as that happens the old bladder kicks it and demands attention.
To make a long story short, we solved that problem. And then I had a brilliant idea! On 50 highway just a ways past Sylvia is the house my grandma Haas lived in before she moved into Plevna. Over the years I had watched it set empty and seen it deteriorate. I had taken pictures of it from the shoulder of the road , but never gotten brave enough to walk up to it alone. Today I had a partner who was going to help me! So I pulled off the road and parked.
We arrived in Hutch just in time to wait for a freight train to very slowly wend it's way through the crossing on Monroe street. I thought I felt something tickle my neck so I reached my hand up and felt something that was not a hair. I pinched it between my thumb and forefinger and looked down at a fat little tick! Visions of a slow painful death from Lyme disease clouded my vision. As soon as the train passed we drove quickly to Evelyn's house. (As quickly as one can drive when they do not remember where she lives.) In short order we were at Evelyn's and in the shower.
Next stop was sister Donna's house. Donna and Karen have a new dog, I forget what kind it is, but it is a tiny one that barks all the time and it is a very high pitched bark. It is Pomp(somemoreletters) and it is the dog that guards the Queen of England. It is black and white.
Now it is the next day and I have already eaten two times and am scheduled for another feeding at 5:30, I went to Nickerson today and have a lot of pictures of the old places I used to know, but I can not download them to this laptop so you will have to see them later. For now I am going to go do something even if it is wrong.
Have a good one. More from the road tomorrow or the next day.
To make a long story short, we solved that problem. And then I had a brilliant idea! On 50 highway just a ways past Sylvia is the house my grandma Haas lived in before she moved into Plevna. Over the years I had watched it set empty and seen it deteriorate. I had taken pictures of it from the shoulder of the road , but never gotten brave enough to walk up to it alone. Today I had a partner who was going to help me! So I pulled off the road and parked.
The prairie grass was waist high, but we forged onward. I took pictures through the broken windows of the ceiling laying on the floor. Time had taken it's toll of the old house and it was hard to imagine my little granny ever having been a wife and mother in that place.
We walked on back to where the chicken house was. It was in way better shape then the house, but not by much. With all my curiosity sated it was now time to wade back through the grass to the car.
We arrived in Hutch just in time to wait for a freight train to very slowly wend it's way through the crossing on Monroe street. I thought I felt something tickle my neck so I reached my hand up and felt something that was not a hair. I pinched it between my thumb and forefinger and looked down at a fat little tick! Visions of a slow painful death from Lyme disease clouded my vision. As soon as the train passed we drove quickly to Evelyn's house. (As quickly as one can drive when they do not remember where she lives.) In short order we were at Evelyn's and in the shower.
Next stop was sister Donna's house. Donna and Karen have a new dog, I forget what kind it is, but it is a tiny one that barks all the time and it is a very high pitched bark. It is Pomp(somemoreletters) and it is the dog that guards the Queen of England. It is black and white.
Now it is the next day and I have already eaten two times and am scheduled for another feeding at 5:30, I went to Nickerson today and have a lot of pictures of the old places I used to know, but I can not download them to this laptop so you will have to see them later. For now I am going to go do something even if it is wrong.
Have a good one. More from the road tomorrow or the next day.
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