Tuesday, July 7, 2015 Tribute to my dad and hanging around
the camp
Here’s to my dad, Carlo.
He is the one that put the lust for traveling in me. He would have loved to have seen what I have
seen in the last 3 ½ months. I LoveYou,
Dad.
Today Mike and I went into a small and I mean small town of
Fort Klamuth. Nothing there but we were
able to get a signal so Mike arranged to have the back tires put on in Portland
and I caught up on emails. We talked to
some family members and left some messages but our signal went dry so we were
unable to reach everyone. We came back
to the coach and the boys started to wash the coaches and cars. They needed it real bad. Maybe an hour or so after they finished the
clouds came in and we got a sprinkle of rain and some thunder.
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