On
the road again
Every year, sometime after our Eastham family
reunion on the second Saturday in June, it has been our practice to take a road
trip: my mother, my sister, and me. Several of our trips covered bits of the Blue Ridge Parkway. We even stopped by Dollywood one summer and liked it way
more than we expected.
Always, as soon as we were on the highway, Mom would sing
"On the road again . . ." She was always excited to take a trip. My
sister says if you called and ask her to take a trip she would be standing at
the curb with her bag packed before you hung up.
Mom was game for anything. Several years ago she rode
the highest roller coaster in the world (at that time) at Cedar Point with my
son Jamie and me. Recently Lynn and I took her up Grandfather Mountain to stand
on a metal bridge in a storm, just because we always wanted to do it, and this
was our chance.
Mom, Lynn, Judi: Mile high swinging bridge, Grandfather Mountain, North Carolina. |