In the intervening years they have moved into a different home.
Uncle Carl loves wood carving - Native Americans, sea captains and animals - and has many on display in their home. He has sent four or five to mom which she displays in her dining room. He does excellent work and has been carving for 22 years.
Carvings of mountain goat, wolf, and bighorn sheep.
|My uncle also made this clock.|
After Aunt Cathy showed us around their home, she took us to the rehabilitation center where Uncle Carl is recuperating from a knee replacement ten days ago. He says he would not recommend it to anyone as he's in a world of hurt. He developed pneumonia, but they caught it right away and he looks really good. We visited an hour and a half until his lunch came.
|Aunt Cathy, me, Uncle Carl (mom's brother)|
|One of the houses Mom lived in|
|Where I visited my grandma when I was 10.|
|Bob with bountiful food at Knight's.|
|Me and Aunt Cathy at Knight's|
|Aunt Cathy and I on the porch of their home|
|Aunt Cathy and Uncle Carl's home|
We did laundry and then Bob ran12 miles around Ford Lake (for the third time this week). He wanted to finish his run before it rained. Just before he walked in the door a little less than three hours later it did start to rain. Then the wind kicked up. According to NOAA we were having gusts up to 29-40 mph. The 5th wheel was quaking in its boots.
Tomorrow we move to our family's private campground in Chelsea with 20 amp electric, no water, no sewer. Not a problem, we'll only be there one night. The campground is very beautiful with a creek and lake, rolling green hills, trees and deer. We will have lunch with two cousins and their spouses. That should be a lot of fun.
See you tomorrow.