Tranquility Cove

We have spent a couple of weeks, I think, here in South Carolina at Tranquility Cove. I say, I think, because time begins to blur from a structured day by day, calendar based, set of activities to a movement through time based more on sunrise and sunset and family events. It has been 70 degrees in the day and 40 something degrees at night. Our furnace takes the chill off each morning as we listen to the honking of Canada Geese in the cove. It has been an interesting and pleasant visit in spite of having to attend the funeral of one of my dad's sisters, Betty.

Betty lived a life of public service working for the Public Health Department here in South Carolina in her home town, Sumter. She was a plain spoken person always saying exactly what was on her mind. She and her husband, Bunk, relaxed in their off work times by fishing in the Wateree Swamp. Her daughter Emily attended to her needs faithfully right up to the very end. Her son John gave a wonderful tribute to her at the memorial church service. Betty was an icon in the family and will be missed by all.

We will get underway tomorrow morning, March 12th for our trip home. We have reservations at a highly rated campground, Flamingo Lake RV Resort, in North Jacksonville. Interestingly, when I called for the reservation the owners knew an acquaintance in West Palm Beach who lives full time in their large motorhome at a local RV resort. The owners of Flamingo Lake used to run the resort that our friend Herb lives in. It is a small world. Especially when you narrow it down to RV'ers. One can always seem to find a connection to someone else.

That is all the news that is fit to print for now.