Yesterday I went to my mechanic (who is trained but) a backyard type guy from Romania. I asked him if he had a ‘day job.’ He said when the pandemic hit, he got a job, and after the boss screamed at him twice, he left his keys on the desk and didn’t come back. When the boss asked him if he quit, he said ‘yea, I think so.’
Last night we watched our 11-year-old grandson Dylan compete with his team in the Southeast United States Regional Archery Competition. Just after his non-scoring warm-up round, he came back, said something to his dad.
I was back in Ypsilanti for just a few days before my freshman term at Eastern Michigan University began. I got a job at Marsh Office Supply with the promise of being given on opportunity to sell office machines and reopened my bicycle repair business.
This past week, as a part of our trip to southwest Georgia, we visited Plains, GA the birthplace of the 39th President of the United States, James Earl "Jimmy" Carter. We were greeted like old friends at the visitor’s center just outside of town.
The regimentation and senseless routine made the Army a bad fit. Most recruits seemed to think and often said, “I'm just putting in my time.”
Last Saturday after spending much of the day Friday cleaning up my 1937 Ford four-door street rod, I headed off for the cruise-in in Buford, GA about 30 miles away. This was the longest trip I’ve taken in the car.
I'd been with The W. Bingham Company a little over a year, things were going well. I was amazed when our Sterling, OH salesman asked me to fill in for him so he and his family could take their two-week summer vacation.
This past Tuesday, as we were traveling to Americus, GA, and the wonderful Windsor Hotel, we stopped at the Whistle Stop Café in Juliette, GA.
Day five of our 2020 Coast-to-Coast Adventure: We camped at Palomino RV Resort in Cullman, Georgia. We really liked the campground with its chapel, walking paths, and friendly hosts.