Our RV Adventures

Today was just nice and dreary, very overcast with a light rain most of the day. In fact the AC never came on until almost 7pm. So, nice.

Miss Karma is still doing great, and is pretty much back to normal. She’s jumping up and down on things with no problems, and is still eating good, though it willl be awhile until her belly hair grows back.She’s not had any trouble with licking her incision, even though I wasn’t able to get her to wear a cone.

I cut one out of piece of plastic sheeting and then tried to get in on her. And after a few puncture wounds, and only one deep laceration, I finally got it in place. And then the fun started.

She thrashed and rolled around the sofa, crying and meowing. Finally she rolled off onto the floor with a thump and began to run around the rig, bumping into things, howling as she went. And it only took me a couple of more scratches to get it off her.

But her incision still looks good, so I guess she hasn’t been bothering it too much.

After I posted some old photos yesterday, a number of blog readers commented on how much Landon and I look alike.

So I thought I post some where our ages are closer.

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While I was going through Facebook today, I came across these old photos of Gulf Shores, where I grew up in the 50’s and 60’s. And these brought back some real memories.

This is the main beach intersection about the time we moved to Gulf Shores in the winter of 1950.

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And this what the beach looked like in probably the 1970’s. The middle of the 3 piers in this shot is the remains of my parent’s pier. At over 600 feet when it was built in the 1950’s, it was the longest private pier anywhere on the Gulf Coast. When this photo was taken, more than half of it had been destroyed in a hurricane.

The main intersection is at the crook in the road in the photo below.

And this is what it looks like today.

But of all the photos I found today this one was the one I was happiest to see.

This was my parent’s motel after we built the bigger house and after my parents sold it to Mr Young around 1957. We lived in a small cottage at first, but built this larger place around it in 1955.

And here’s the way the Young’s By The Sea sign looked when we owned the motel. Yep, that’s me in my favorite cowboy suit.

Several years ago Jan and I were eating at the Sea N Suds restaurant and I discovered this aerial photo on the wall. This is what the motel looked like, probably around 1956.

The Sea N Suds is built around what was the ‘Tackle Shack’ in the above photo.

The motel itself is long gone now and has been replaced by another condo.

Tomorrow we’ll do some shopping to get ready for Saturday’s get-together for our son Chris’ birthday at Brandi’s down in Katy.

Really looking forward to it.

“As government expands, liberty contracts.”

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