When the Grim Reaper comes looking for me, my rocking chair will be empty. He’ll have to search the backroads of America! I was shocked into this realization one day in a casual conversation.

a little dog neamed bear
Mac’s noble traveling companion

Mac (83) and I (76) are retired and residents of The Plymouth a 62+ building for  active independent seniors. He for one; I for 4 years. It was nice with many nice people.  They had lots of activities and day trips to occupy our time. One day a well-dressed Southern Lady asked me how long I had been living there, and proudly announced that she had been there 14 years.  I have no memory of the rest of the conversation, although I’m positive I participated. My mind boggled that after four actively participating years, I was still a ‘newbie’. It was paralyzed by the thought that one day I too could be here saying what she said while clutching my cane or leaning on my walker, or sitting in my wheelchair.  No. No. No! NO! NO!

Active seniors at Plymouth having interactive fun at a potluck.

A little more than a year earlier I had attended a family reunion in Utah.  My family is mostly in CA, AZ & NM, with a few scattered in AK, WA, OR, MT, CO & FL.    (FL? Who in their right mind … Oh. Right. That’s me.) I got the trophy for having come the farthest.  And I learned how important family is to me. I learned how much I miss them and how many of the young ones had ‘suddenly’ grown up.  Some introduced me to their teen children, others to their grandbabies.

Small part of after dinner conversations at family reunion in Utah

I resolved to visit my family and friends more without being a burden to them.  But it wasn’t until that lady said 14 years that I was spurred into action. I prayed and researched the many ways to travel and prayed again.  I settled on a 14’ to 17’ travel trailer and 1 ton or ¾ ton pickup. But my hopes and plans crashed when I found the new price tag of each was more than my first house, and it had acreage and fruit trees.  Used trailers that I could afford were trash and trucks were in sad shape. More prayer – If this is what You need me to do, make it happen.

Well, He did, and threw in two bonuses.  That week Mac offered his 4WD, 1 ton Silverado.  Mac liked my plan and wanted to go along. Watching the leaves turn color in Maine was on his bucket list.  OK, visit family and friends, AND see new places and met interesting people. Mac was a bonus. Sharing the traveling experiences with someone is always better than doing it alone.  And Bear-Bear was the other bonus. This cute Yorkie is a night watchdog and a day companion to Mac. But a larger trailer is needed. Later that same week Joe B. in Davenport, who had turned down 13 buyers, offered me his used 26’ trailer at a price within my means and he paid for the license.

With His help, it will happen. I can’t wait to find out and do what He needs me to do. Look out America, here we come.

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