From King City and Estacada, OR

Well, we made it to our destination. However, Mark and Tucson are staying in the RV out at McIver State Park in Estacada and I’m staying with Mom for a few days. I have errands to run and things to do before Dad’s memorial service, and although Estacada is closer than Tucson, it’s not very convenient to the places I need to go.

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From Ashland, OR

Mark and I were eager to get out of the RV park at the casino this morning. I don’t think this was the case when we were there many years ago, but there were prickly things about the size of pea gravel all over the ground. If we went out with our shoes on, the shoe soles would be covered in them when we got back to the RV. We would try to clean off the soles of our shoes and still, some would get tracked into the RV, and if we stepped on them with bare feet, it was very painful. When Mark had to take Tucson out to do her thing, she would be limping before walking very far. I’m sure that the Grand Sierra Resort is a great place to stay if you’re in the hotel, but I don’t recommend it if you have pets in the RV parking lot.

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Supportive friends

I haven’t particularly felt any grief over the loss of my father; whether it’s because I left no unfinished business with him when I flew back to Tucson, whether it was because I knew when I left Oregon that I would probably never see him again and said my goodbyes then, or because I am in shock and it doesn’t seem real yet. But I have received a lot of support and condolences from my friends. Thank you to those of you who have sent me cards and condolences too!

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Something to do

Yesterday, Mark told me he and Pastor Adam were going to go out to a site to look at some steel that’s being donated to the church. I asked if I could go and he asked why I wanted to go. I said, “For something to do.” He warned me there might be scorpions and rattlesnakes and I said, “I’ll wear my boots!” I got to go.

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