Friday, July 11, 2008

June 5-7, 2008 - Thomaston, PA

June 5, 2008 - Thomaston, PA

Left Philadelphia around 9:00 a.m. Drove to Thomaston, PA. Larry drove 3 hours and then I took over for the last two hours. I drove the RV over the George Washington Bridge into New York. Wasn’t in New York more than five minutes before some trucker moved over into my lane in front of me - so I laid on the horn - felt right at home in New York. The traffic was crazy but as we headed north it got easier. We arrived in our park in the afternoon. We kept trying to reach Kay but there wasn’t any answer. We got some chores done and kept trying to reach her, hoping we could go see Marty.

June 6, 2008 - Thomaston, PA

Got up this morning and after talking to Kay, decided we would go see Marty in the nursing home later this afternoon. Did some chores and then got ready to go thinking we would go do some errands before we went to see Marty. We got a call from Kay prior to leaving that Marty had passed away that morning at 11:00 a.m. At first, Larry was sad that he didn’t get to hold his hand and say good bye, but after he thought about it, it was probably a good thing. Now he can remember Marty laughing and being healthy on our last visit with him. We went ahead and ran our errands and then drove over to Kay’s house that night. We were going to go out to dinner with her, her sister and a girlfriend named Jerry, but we got caught in awful traffic and didn’t get their until 7:00 p.m. I had made some bruchetta and we just stayed at Kay’s house and visited. It was probably better for Kay to do that than go out to dinner. She said that Marty’s memorial service wouldn’t be until next Thursday. We said that we would still be here tomorrow but then we would take off for a couple of days.

June 7, 2008 - Thomaston, PA

It rained most of the day. Made some soups and did some laundry. We went to Supercuts in the afternoon and got our hairs cut. As usual I got a bad hair cut. That is one of the hardest things about full timing is not being able to have someone you trust to cut your hair. Oh well, it will grow out.