Jerry is one of those men who just knows how to do it. No instructions needed. He said, it wasn't my fault--the poles were stiff because they were new. I think he was just being nice. Rich was like that, and so are my sons. I've always said two more hands feels like a thousand more. Campers are great people. Always willing to help. And now I have three new friends!
Missy wanted to go into my camper. She was on the step so I went over and opened the door and in she went. Pat stuck her head in and called after her and exclaimed, oh my this is nice. You have a couch and everything. Then Jerry and Jo had a look and they all liked it. The slider thing wasn't working on my screen door so Jerry fixed that for me, too. He asked if I had anything else he could help with and I said, "No. I'm afraid to open the awning." He said, "Go ahead open it and let's have a look. It will make things much nicer for you when you sit outside." I did and it worked and they were amazed that it was automatic.
They all sat down for a while after the screen room was up and we chatted and had some laughs--just down to earth nice people. I felt like I had known them a long time. Pat suggested that we exchange phone numbers so next time when I come down I can call her and they'll come over and camp with me. She also mentioned Cotton Hill Campground over by Lake Eufaula. Somewhere in depths of my brain that seems so familiar. Perhaps I camped there with Rich.
The bugs didn't really come out in force, today...the day has been overcast and not as warm as the first two days. Still, since we're going to eat outside I wanted to have a screened room where we'd have peace.
I was hungry by that time so I took a ride into town which has a Wendy's and got a bite to eat, and then went exploring, again. I bet many a happy hour was spent on this front porch when this home was in its hay day. I like taking pictures of old places because I know they won't be here some day. There's such contrast as you'll see in the next picture (taken from far away) in homes along these back roads.
They must grow a lot of cotton.
I've never seen cotton baled this way before.
This house was a neighbor's house in it's day.
This was a surprise. In all the roads I've been on I haven't seen another and have no idea what kind of fruit it is.
So, I got closer to find out. Still had no idea.
Anyone recognize it. I don't unless it's a VERY BIG tomato plant!
This was along side of the bale of hay.
I have to go out to the truck and dig out my crock pot and a couple of things so I'm ready to put dinner on in the morning. Can't wait to see my friends. Teresa and Molly will be here early. Molly was the youngest of the pups when we started camping together. Such a sweet girl.