August   2016
This past August,  my husband,  David passed away.   He was not ill.   We were working out in the yard and his heart just stopped.   In less than a week we were suppose to be on the road headed for the NHRA Nationals in Indy.   We had a fun filled two months of travel planned.   Until our roads meet again our travels will be from different directions.

Before David and I met we both had great passion for traveling.   Our sense of adventure was one of the things that brought us together.   Our RVing grew from my love of camping with our children and grandchildren and David’s love for me.   David always vowed that he did not like camping.  He did NOT go camping.  He would come to a campground and spend the day with us, but never the night.   One day after I had come back from a weekend camping trip with the kids,  David asked me,  “If I bought you an RV would you drive it ?”   I did not hesitate with my answer “Yes”.   What started out as a gift for me, turned out to be just one more thing that we enjoyed together.   One weekend trip to the drag races in the RV and David sold.  Although, he was not a camper.  He was an RV Traveler!

In our very short,  twelve years of together,  we’d seen more of our spectacular country than most people see in their lifetime.  I am very fortunate to have wonderful memories, that are giving me strength during this very, very difficult  journey.

RV-ing and traveling are still on my list of to do’s.

Next Adventure … Chicago, Illinois … My son, Richie will be running his 24th marathon and I will be there routing him on.