Shelby Snow

The early morning sun glistening on the ice & snow-covered tree branches.

From my front porch, looking across the grass toward the Church. The sidewalk was a ribbon of ice; I did not venture off the porch! Aren't the ice & snow-covered trees beautiful?

Inquiring Minds Want to Know

Was it the National Enquirer magazine that used the expression "Inquiring minds want to know"?? Perhaps you, too, want to know my status regarding Little Guy.

I've been home from Northern Indiana since October 7th (55 days). I haven't received a subsequent phone call from the owner of Little Guy, and no call from Little Trailer Company. I have not received the reimbursement that I was promised.

I miss "doing" this blog. However, I don't want the topic of my Little Guy Teardrop trailer to get buried under information about health and nutrition, etc., etc.

Inquiring minds OUGHT to know that I had problems with my Little Guy. Charlie had problems with his Little Guy. Numerous others sent their Little Guy to Elkhart for repairs.

FYI: I'm slowly "downsizing." Lots of nice things have been transferred from my apartment to local Thrift Shops. Today I took a load to a thrift shop that helps support local shelters for the homeless. ~~ I have also donated a large number of new items to the Senior Center--items suitable for door prizes.

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Postscript, 01/01/2010: Repeating "I've been home from Northern Indiana since October 7th. I haven't received a subsequent phone call from the owner of Little Guy, and no call from Little Trailer Company. I have not received the reimbursement that I was promised."

Inquiring minds OUGHT to know that I had problems with my Little Guy.
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Putting events in chronological order

Truthfully, I labored for hours last weekend compiling the following message (below the lines). Here I am, days later, ready to publish... but only after I prepared the blog / message that follows this one. Today's message from BeliefNet about "apologies" really spoke to my heart and conscience. I want to apologize if I have hurt anyone with my messages regarding my experience with my Little Guy Teardrop trailer. Notice: "my" experience with "my" Little Guy. ~~ Putting events in chronological order.
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There is one thing I find frustrating about a "blog": Reverse order!! The most current message is at the top. The readers may be confused because they don't know the events that went in to the current comments. I'm going to attempt to put the details in chronological order.

The first problem appeared in late May 2009 when I opened Little Guy for the first time after the long winter. No help... because "your warranty has expired."

The second problem was repaired in July. Later, I published pictures of the repair project.

The reoccurring problem, and a solution.

The owner of the company that manufacturers Little Guy spoke to me (on the phone) several times regarding scheduled pick up of my trailer. I emptied it completely and stayed home waiting for the truck. I wrote this e-mail message.

I had plenty of time so I published a series of blogs titled How-I-Do-It (September 6th through September 14th). Off topic, yes, but valuable reading for someone new to camping with a Teardrop trailer.

It seemed to me there would never be a truck to pick up my Little Guy. During a phone conversation regarding another delay, I quite unexpectedly asked if I could take Little Guy to Elkhart. The owner seemed delighted by my suggestion and offered to pay all my expenses. Then I was undecided.

I published numerous blogs about my trip to, and from, Northern Indiana. Here is my Greetings from Elkhart.

I checked on the progress of the repair.

I did a lot of sightseeing while waiting for the trailer.

Eight days later my Little Guy and I were reunited. OK, Lorraine, if you said the repairs were excellent, why are you writing negative blogs??

I'm not the only owner of a Little Guy Teardrop trailer that has experienced problems. I saw many units at the manufacturing site, in Elkhart, awaiting repairs. Mine seemed insignificant compared to others I saw. And "Charlie" had a tail light fall off and drag along the highway--while he was pulling his Little Guy!!. He had only had his Little Guy for about three months!! He bought it because he talked to me while I was camping at Lake Powhatan. His unit was already showing water damage.

I stopped writing blogs and published an apology. I explained that I was so sick. Feeling an obligation to my readers, I published What Happened to Lorraine?? . Perhaps I had too much time to think!! No phone call from Little Guy in Canton, or Little Trailer Company in Elkhart, to see if I was happy with the repairs. The receipts had been photocopied, and mailed, and I have proof they were delivered--but no reimbursement. Charlie phoned several times to tell me about the "run around" he was getting regarding repairs.

I wrote, and published, Time for brutal honesty!! followed three days later by Time for brutal honesty!! (continued).

The owner of Little Guy read my recent blog and called to explain that everything had been resolved. I expressed my appreciation.

Charlie's trailer was not picked up on Thursday as promised!!

In conclusion, I wrote Little Guy Teardrop Trailer Tales--What he said is not what he meant.

The Power of a Sincere Apology

The Power of a Sincere Apology

By Ariane de Bonvoisin, author of The First 30 Days: Your Guide to Making Any Change Easier, now available in paperback.

Apologies happen—sometimes multiple times a day. We apologize when we unintentionally say something hurtful, when we make a mistake at work, or when we bump into somebody on the street. And then there are the bigger apologies—those what we should have addressed months or years ago. Maybe we said something to alienate someone, perhaps we judged too quickly or did something that we regret. Saying “I'm sorry” remains one of the hardest things to do. We justify our actions, we present half-apologies, we blame the one we’ve hurt, or we expect something in return. Yet a true apology can clear the air and potentially heal a relationship.

Here are 10 guidelines on how to truly say "sorry."

Align Head and Heart

It’s easy to say “I’m sorry,” but meaning it is another story. A true apology occurs when the heart and head are in alignment, when you intellectually and emotionally accept the responsibility for causing another person pain, even if you’ve done it unintentionally. Becoming accountable for your actions is the foundation of an honest apology.

Write Before Speaking

If you are struggling to find the right words, write your apology down first. Writing gives you the space and time to see how you really feel—for instance, you’ll discover whether you are truly sorry or whether you harbor any lingering hostility toward the person. Its important to deal with these feelings before approaching the one you’ve hurt, or you may reopen the conflict.

Don't Expect Anything in Return

A true apology is a selfless act—an apology is insincere when it is about wanting (forgiveness, attention,) and not about giving. If you hurt a loved one with words or actions, take a moment to accept your role in what has happened and to imagine how you would feel if the same was done to you. At that point you can begin to make an apology that requires nothing from the one who is receiving it. Keep it simple: “I understand that I really hurt you and I want you to know that I am truly sorry.”

Don't Respond Defensively

When you apologize you are tapping into humility by acknowledging your weaknesses and recognizing the grace of another human being. For example, if a friend tells you that you hurt her feelings by saying something insensitive, acknowledge the slip without becoming defensive or blaming (i.e. “I thought you wanted me to be honest with you!” or “You always speak like that to me”). When it’s time to apologize, experiment with something like this: “I didn’t realize that my words were so hurtful, but I can see now how they must have stung. I truly am sorry that I caused you any pain.”

Create a Clear Intention

Be sure to clarify the intention of your apology—even when the person you’ve hurt is not open to receiving your words. Ask yourself if you truly are sorry that you’ve inflicted pain and when the answer is “yes,” work to find the appropriate words to illustrate your feelings. Regardless of the words you choose, your true intention will shine through—so be honest with yourself before approaching another with an apology.

Be Present

A sincere apology can be spoken, written, or simply felt strongly (for example, when directed at somebody who has passed on). There is no right way to articulate your feelings of apology. All you need to do is acknowledge your part in the other person’s pain without rushing through the moment.

Commit to Being Better

A sincere apology also includes a commitment to become a better person—to avoid making the same mistake again. After acknowledging the ways in which you hurt another, make an effort to express the ways in which you will act differently in the future. For example: “I’m sorry I hurt your feelings. Now that I know that speaking in that tone of voice rubs you the wrong way, I will work to change the way I approach you.”

Remain Grounded and Accepting

As you prepare to say you’re sorry—and during the actual apology— stay grounded and strong; be with the uncomfortable feelings that arise within you; and accept whatever reaction you get from the other person.

Drop Your Justifications

Our tendency is take things personally, so personally that our egos and minds convince us that we were justified in acting in a way that hurt another person. We focus on the “why” instead of their feelings. Instead of acknowledging that we’ve contributed to sadness or anger or disappointment in another, we hide behind reasons for doing what we did. An apology is sincere when we are able to recognize the feeling and move past the “why.”

Release Guilt, Soothe Pain

Though a true apology is selfless, by nature it is also mutually beneficial. A sincere apology releases the heart from guilt while soothing the pain of another. Guilt robs the soul of joy and inner peace. By making a heartfelt apology, you acknowledge the hurt you’ve inflicted on another, releasing his or her pain while also defusing your guilt. This can also begin the process of restoring the trust that’s been broken.

Honesty

To be honest means to speak the truth, even if it's difficult or gets you into trouble. Honest people com-municate in an open, upfront way; they do not lie, cheat, steal, or manipulate information to conceal it from others. The exception is occasionally telling a "white lie" to protect someone's feelings. In recent days we have seen how dishonesty harms other people, even causing financial and political ruin. Today more than ever, children need to learn the importance of keeping their word, telling the truth, and being trustworthy. Honesty isn't just the best policy—it's the only way society can function.

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Little Guy Teardrop Trailer Tales--What he said wasn't what he meant!!

One o'clock in the morning and I can't go to sleep.

What he said is not what he meant!!

Charlie's Little Guy wasn't picked up as promised.

I haven't received reimburse-ment for my trip to Elkhart, Indiana.

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Postscript, 11/22/09: It has been over a month since the trip receipts were delivered to Little Trailer Company in Elkhart, IN. No acknowledgement from Dave Reynolds and no reimbursement.
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P.P.S., 01/01/2010: Still no acknowledgement from Dave Reynolds and no reimbursement!! What he said wasn't what he meant!!
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Conciliatory phone call received

In total fairness to Little Guy, I received a conciliatory phone call, this afternoon, from the owner. Prior to calling me, he phoned Charlie and Mary and their situations have been resolved. My grateful thanks!!

Time for brutal honesty!! (continued)

The following is an e-mail message to Dave Reynolds (owner of the facility that builds Little Guy Teardrop trailers) in mid-September 2009 (after a couple of phone conversations):

Dave,

Did you visit my blog? True, it isn't specifically devoted to Little Guy!! But every time I travel I document the details of the teardrop travel. Everywhere I go the trailer and I attract attention. People want to see the trailer. Honestly, I'm delighted to show it off!! In Front Royal, VA, two ladies approached me apologizing for the interruption. "May we see the trailer?" After I briefly explained the history of Teardrops, and showed the interior, one asked: "Do you travel alone?" I confirmed that I travel alone. "Aren't you afraid?" I assured her that--because of my faith--I have perfect peace during my travels. I linger in conversation as long as the inquirer wants to talk. Before I leave, I give them one of my business cards. (I've given away nearly 200 cards!!)

Because of my enthusiasm when I talk to people, and the positive nature of my travel blog, I may have indirectly influenced the sale of several Little Guys. I know of one specifically: "Charlie" of Columbia, South Carolina. I visited with him in camp at Lake Powhatan near Asheville (just off the Blue Ridge Parkway).

I found it amusing--at Tom Johnson Camping Center, Marion, North Carolina--when my least-expensive... attracted so much attention. Expensive Class A motorhomes, 5th wheels, travel trailers with slideouts... and mine was the topic of conversation. When I was in the lobby (using free WiFi) people would ask (but they knew the answer) "Do you own that cute little trailer?"

On my blog is a "StatCounter" that records the visitors. I regularly have viewers from a Google search for "teardrop trailer."

The first of August, the Teardrop Tribune (published by Little Guy) had a brief comment about me and listed my blog. I immediately began to receive numerous hits. Two separate guests spent over thirty (30) hours reading each travel blog. Many spent hours but not to the extreme.

For my own knowledge, I search the Internet for information. It made sense to me that I should join WebRing and post it at the top of my blog. "Teardroppers" can jump right into that aspect of my blog without reading about my other passion: Health and Nutrition. I've made it easy for the novice to quickly find everything about Teardrops. They can click a link and see an endless variety of models.

I'm sure you're familiar with the goldmine of information but I had to find it one nugget at a time. Hopefully I've made it easy for a "newbie" to appreciate this lifestyle that moves at a slower pace.

It's easy for me to carry on a conversation. I'm well traveled, and I've owned many RVs. Florida is perhaps the only state I haven't visited!! I lived--and camped--in Europe. I'm articulate--and not bad looking for an old lady (LOL). Perhaps you will agree that I have been a valuable spokesperson for Little Guy?

Having said all that, I have a request. Build me a Little Guy that won't leak, rust, corrode, or hinges splinter out of wood. Make it a shining example of the craftsmanship that goes into construction of a Little Guy. Make it so beautiful that people will want to own a Little Guy!!

I'm quick to point out to inquirers that my trailer is "one step above tent camping." I admit that my style is "primitive."

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Dear Reader,

Instead of a shining example of the craftsmanship, my trailer was returned with wood and metal shavings inside. Water spots on the exterior because it had been put through a chamber to check for leaks.

Charlie (my acquaintance in South Carolina) has already had problems with his Little Guy (less than three months). He's getting the "brush off" from Little Guy.

Mary, in Oklahoma, has been insisting that she will purchase a Little Guy - BECAUSE - OF - THE - POSITIVE - PICTURE - THAT - I - HAVE - PORTRAYED - OF - MY - TRAVELS. - Honestly, I'm heartsick because - AT - LEAST - TWO - PEOPLE - were willing to invest in a Little Guy on my recommendation.

I haven't wanted to write this "blog"; I haven't wanted to sound critical or negative. However, I feel I have an obligation to my readers to caution them that they might be buying a teardrop trailer that will develop problems after the warranty expires. I did... but by God's Grace the company extended "after warranty" repairs. Don't misunderstand: I'm grateful for the repairs. I'm grieved by Charlie's problems!!

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Time for brutal honesty!!

Time for brutal honesty!! I haven't had the "heart" to write blog messages!! For many months, I've been so enthusiastic about my Little Guy and about my travels (don't you agree?)!! Things changed radically for me when I arrived in Elkhart, Indiana, for repairs on my Little Guy. I'll be honest: I was a pain in their wallet!!

I'm not a "complainer." If not for an interested third party, I would never have gotten repairs. (Remember, I had hired two local North Carolina carpenters....)

I was very congenial with the manufacturer. "Can we wait an extra week to pick up your trailer? It will be 'out of the way' for the truck to come through Charlotte." Later (with a truck coming to Charlotte), "Can you wait a few more days? There's a delay with the shipment to Charlotte." When I suggested that I pull Little Guy to Elkhart, I was told they would pay my expenses. (I won't hold my breath.) Numerous times, phone calls were not returned as promised. Brutal honesty: I fell "out of love" with Little Guy!! So how could I write blog messages with a broken heart??

What Happened to Lorraine??

For almost a year I have tried to post a message every day. It was a ritual!! I **had** to create a blog. Furthermore, I enjoyed the time spent editing, and publishing the blog. ~~ The trip to Northern Indiana wore me out!! I'm better now but moving slowly. Armloads of mail (mostly junk) to go through and tear off my name and address--and shred. Laundry, etc., etc.

So sick !!

This too shall pass but wanted to explain why I have not finished publishing details of the recent trip. I've been so sick the last couple of days. I don't know the source of the problem but anticipate that it will go away in a couple of days. I've spent most of today in bed because that's a warm and cozy place. I've felt so cold!! (But it isn't that cold outside.) Last night, and this afternoon, I took a long hot bath. ~~ I don't want to think about Swine Flu, or ordinary flu, but I was in a lot of public places last week. I touched a lot of gas pump handles, and entry doors. Again, I request your prayers for my speedy recovery. Thanks a billion!!

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An Apology

Greetings to my faithful followers:

I apologize for not posting a message earlier. The last trip took a lot out of me--physically and financially!! I did not anticipate the repairs would take a week; I did not prepare to be away for three weeks!! I failed to take my vitamins and nutritional supplements so my body is depleted. I did not follow my Vegan diet so joints ache from too much sugar. Honestly, I'm a wreck!! I covet your prayers for a speedy recovery!! Sincere thanks, and God bless you!!

Long Trip Ends

In Shelby, just prior to arrival at my apartment: A shower for the Teardrop (self service car wash), and fruit and veggies for Lorraine. I drove into the apartment parking lot at 3:45 PM; total miles traveled: 2,447; total miles today: 151; total time: 21 days, four hours, thirty minutes. I unloaded some of the "stuff" but will let the remainder wait until tomorrow.

"Best laid plans...." Remember that old saying?? I did not purchase gas in Asheville so left the Blue Ridge Parkway at Little Switzerland because I was afraid I would run out of gas before reaching the Boone area. So I continued homeward from Marion, North Carolina.

Highway to Heaven

Shelby, North Carolina, here I come!! Lord willing I will arrive at my apartment later today. I plan to take an indirect route--rather than the Interstate. I'll take the Blue Ridge Parkway from Asheville to Linville Falls and then south to Shelby. On my earlier trip, I missed part of the route due to construction. Before day's end I should be able to say I've driven the entire Blue Ridge Parkway. In fact, except for that portion, I've driven it both directions. In the future, I can concentrate on traveling to new scenic locations.

The nice folks at Panera Bread allowed me to stay overnight in their parking lot. It rained during the night and is dark and gloomy right now (8 o'clock). In fact (I just peeked outside), it is raining quite hard. I'll take the Blue Ridge Parkway but may not get any pictures. Below: Another picture (yesterday) "above the clouds."

Pigeon Forge to Asheville

It has been an extremely long day!! Twelve hours ago I was waiting for Atlanta Bread Company (in Pigeon Forge, TN) to open so I could use WiFi. It is 7:00 PM and I am in Panera Bread in Asheville, North Carolina, using WiFi. I've only traveled 152 miles today--and most of those miles were at speeds less than 40 mph. I was very frustrated by all the traffic in Pigeon Forge and Gatlinburg. At 1:30 I suddenly decided it was time to put distance between me and the tourist attractions.

It was beautiful driving through The Great Smoky Mountains National Park. I experienced bumper to bumper traffic like three weeks ago.

However, the Blue Ridge Parkway seems less traveled but is more spectacular (IMHO). I experienced the 2,222nd mile of my trip at approximately mile post 458 of the Blue Ridge Parkway--at 3:40 PM. The road sign picture was taken at the percise location.

I love the Blue Ridge Parkway!! I feel so close to Heaven here. Here I am above the clouds!! The clouds--and autumn colors--were beautiful!!

I have not decided where I will sleep tonight. There isn't a WalMart or Cracker Barrel in this part of Asheville.

The Bold & The Beautiful

Everyone comments about the "adorable," "cute" (ie: beautiful) teardrop trailer. Well, trailer's owner (Lorraine) made a bold move last night. I did not want to fight the stream of traffic to Cracker Barrel, or WalMart, so I found a pull-through in the parking lot of a major hotel (perhaps one-eighth mile from Atlanta Bread Company). Property line shrubs on one side, two vehicles on the other side. I crawled in to my sleeping bag at 8:26 PM and only awakened when two large tour buses arrived (11:55). I awakened again at 6:13, refreshed and eager for the events of the day. I was disappointed to find the nearby Atlanta Bread Company still closed at 6:30. So I boldly took advantage of the Ladies Room in the adjacent Shell station. ~~ This town (Pigeon Forge) reminds me of Las Vegas--it never sleeps! Flashing neon lights beckon the traveler to "come on in." Exception: Atlanta Bread Company doesn't open until 8!! ~~ When comfortably seated--with bagel and coffee--it took an hour to get connected to the Internet. (Who knows? Computers have a mind of their own!?) I've learned to be patient!! After all: "Life moves a little slower on Teardrop time."

Divine Appointment

Yesterday afternoon, about five, leaving Atlanta Bread Company a young lady approached me. I had just deposited the laptop computer on the back seat of the KIA and was preparing to drive to Dollywood. "That's the cutest trailer!! Do you travel alone?" I assured her that I do. "I wish I could get my mother to travel; I can see her in a little trailer like this." We talked for an hour, and I showed her the inside. We both recognized that this was a Divine appointment from our Heavenly Father. I could have departed ten minutes earlier--or ten minutes later--and we would have missed one another!! I gave her my card with the "blog" address and encouraged her--and her mother--to read about my travels. Perhaps my solo senior travels will prompt another solo senior to do likewise!?

When I arrived at Dollywood, they had just closed!! Furthermore, they are closed today: Tuesday. At this hour, I am uncertain about the day's schedule.

My new young lady-friend shared this information: Traffic is light compared with previous years. Tourist business is slow. It used to take four hours to reach Pigeon Forge from Interstate 40. That is just beyond imagination!!

Atlanta Bread Company--Pigeon Forge, TN

Using a unique route home would have been preferable BUT there is comfort in retracing my steps. I KNEW I could get WiFi at Atlanta Bread Company in Pigeon Forge, Tennessee. AND, I wanted to give this area one last chance: I was not impressed a year ago!! So I plan to visit Dollywood, and Gaitinburg--and never return to this tourist "trap" again. I want to drive back through the Great Smoky Mountains National Park because raining nineteen days ago. ~~ I failed to time myself from Interstate 40 to this parking lot. It seemed like an hour because highway construction all the way and bumper-to-bumper traffic. We had to stop for every signal!!

I left Berea, Kentucky, at 8:25 this morning, after breakfast in Cracker Barrel. On my way to this location, I stopped at Kentucky Music Hall of Fame in Renfro Valley (but it is closed on Monday and Tuesday). I made a five miles detour in Corbin, KY, to see the "cafe" where Colonel Sanders started his famous Kentucky Fried Chicken. I also visited the Museum of Appalachia, in Norris, TN, but limited my viewing to the gift shop and whatever buildings I could see from the parking lot. I didn't want to pay the high price of admission. ~~ Only 175 miles today.

Creation Museum--a must see !!

It has been a long day!! One-and-one-half hours after leaving Panera in Dayton, I was at the Creation Museum near Cincinnati. I was there for over five hours and could have spent more time!! I didn't get into the beautiful gardens. I can not over-emphasize that this is a MUST SEE!! The details are exquisite!! (Pictures to follow.)

Three hours of driving brought me to a Cracker Barrel--in Berea, Kentucky--where I will spend the night. I'm so extremely tired because lack of sleep last night, up early, lots of walking at the museum followed by long drive. (Lack of sleep last night because the sweeper-truck seemingly spent hours in the WalMart parking lot!!) A total of 201 miles today.

Out of curiosity--in the trailer--I turned on my laptop computer to see if Cracker Barrel has free WiFi. To my amazement I was immediately able to log on to my Google e-mail and Blogger. I didn't have to "sign in" like with Panera, or the BP truck stop. Obviously, Cracker Barrel is a resource I have overlooked!!

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Postscript, Monday Oct. 5th: No, Cracker Barrel does not have WiFi. I was told "because we are an old country store." So I must have picked up a WiFi signal from a nearby private individual.

I love Panera

Panera Bread is such a delightful retreat from the cold!! It was 51 degrees as I stood outside the entrance at 7:30 this morning waiting for them to open. It was 53 degrees inside my little trailer, at 6:20, when I crawled out of my sleeping bag inside a sleeping bag. (Spent the night in the nearby WalMart parking lot.)

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Almost 10 o'clock and I've read all my messages and edited some of the blogs (added more pictures). Time to start south on Interstate 75 (from Dayton, Ohio) toward Kentucky. I plan to visit the Creation Museum, near Cincinnati, this afternoon.

Spiritual Renewal

It was with great reluctance that I left the home of "cousin" Doris Clark--at 7:10 this morning. Staying in her home was like a "spiritual retreat." No, we didn't have a preacher delivering a message. No, we didn't have special music from a choral group. In fact, Doris doesn't own a TV, radio, CD or DVD player. The Old German Baptist Brethren share the belief of the Amish that families can function very well without a lot of the so-called modern conveniences. To sit quietly in a rocking chair listening to the ticking of the clock was music in my ears!! It's actually a relief not to have a TV available!! (Except for the local newspaper, I don't know what's going on in the world.) Spending time with a lady whose very dress and covering are an outward expression of her Christian faith speaks much louder than the sermons of many preachers!! Fresh green beans, tomatoes from her garden, raspberries from the yard of a family member... were more delicious than the finest banquets served at a retreat center (IMHO). I experienced anxiety, and sleeplessness, regarding Little Guy repairs BUT felt calm and peaceful in her home and in her presence. I was so blessed to spend eleven nights in her home. The invitation to stay with her was genuine and extended within hours after my arrival in Northern Indiana.

One evening, sitting in a rocking chair, listening to the clock, I remembered a few words from long, long ago. "My grandfather's clock was too large for the shelf, so it stood ninety years on the floor." I asked Doris if she remembered that poem. She started singing the words (I had forgotten it was a song). I hope and pray that the memory never fades of a dear lady sewing the binding on a homemade quilt, and softly singing the following song.

Grandfather's Clock

My grandfather's clock was too large for the shelf,
So it stood ninety years on the floor;
It was taller by far than the old man himself,
Though it weighed not a penny weight more.
It was bought on the morn of the day that he was born,
And was always his treasure and pride.

But it stopped short, never to go again,
When the old man died.
Ninety years without slumbering, tick, tock, tick, tock.
His life seconds numbering, tick tock, tick, tock,
It stopped short, never to go again when the old man died.

In watching its pendulum swing to and fro,
Many hours had he spent while a boy;
And in childhood and manhood the clock seemed to know,
And to share both his grief and his joy.
For it struck twenty-four when he entered at the door,
With a blooming and beautiful bride;

But it stopped short, never to go again,
When the old man died.
Ninety years without slumbering, tick, tock, tick, tock.
His life seconds numbering, tick tock, tick, tock,
It stopped short, never to go again when the old man died.

My grandfather said that of those he could hire,
Not a servant so faithful he found;
For it wasted no time and had but one desire,
At the close of the week to be wound.
And it kept in its place, not a frown upon its face,
And its hands never hung by its side;

But it stopped short, never to go again,
When the old man died.
Ninety years without slumbering, tick, tock, tick, tock.
His life seconds numbering, tick tock, tick, tock,
It stopped short, never to go again when the old man died.

It rang an alarm in the dead of the night,
An alarm that for years had been dumb;
And we knew that his spirit was plumbing its flight,
That his hour of departure had come.
Still the clock kept the time with a soft and muffled chime,
As we silently stood by its side;

But it stopped short, never to go again,
When the old man died.
Ninety years without slumbering, tick, tock, tick, tock.
His life seconds numbering, tick tock, tick, tock,
It stopped short, never to go again when the old man died.

-- Henry C. Work

Panera Bread in Dayton, Ohio

Two weeks ago I spent time in this Panera Bread--in Dayton, Ohio--working on my blog. This afternoon, I've spent two hours publishing the previous several blog messages. I anticipate that I will stay in the nearby WalMart tonight. ~~ It has been a dark gloomy day with rain sprinkles all morning. One time this afternoon there was a brief glimpse of the sun. It is cold and windy. I may be inside this warm establishment until time to quickly crawl into my sleeping bag!! ~~ I traveled secondary routes except for approximately ten miles as I neared Dayton. Only a total of 232 miles today but I'm not in a big hurry. Thus far, I've driven 1,750 miles since I left my apartment in Shelby, North Carolina. ~~ Tomorrow I plan to visit the Creation Museum near Cincinnati, Ohio.

American Countryside Farmers Market

Moments ago, I departed American Countryside Farmers Market. It is quite an inspiring place!! During my stay in Northern Indiana, I missed other opportunities to visit--and browse. Yes, that's my KIA and Little Guy in the parking lot but the facility was closed. Today I browsed every inch and visited with many of the vendors. There are so many beautiful things for sale but I repeatedly said "I don't need a thing; I'm just looking." In reality, I bought three apples, two bell peppers, and two tomatoes that I assured are locally grown and only hours off the plant or tree. I'll enjoy them on my return trip to North Carolina.

Perhaps the same information is on the American Countryside Farmers Market web site but some bears repeating: "Welcome to the largest woodpeg barn, Amish-built, in the World! This three story structure is constructed in the old-world tradition using wooden pegs to hold the mortis and tenon wood joints together. The expansive building, longer than a football field, features hundreds of solid heavy timber beams, columns and braces that are prepared with mortis and tenons, cut and notched together for the framing of the three-story barn structure. It has three towering cupolas with the center cupola topping out at 84-feet high.















"High clerestory windows provide natural lighting and ventilation for the large open interior spaces in the barn. It is air-conditioned and open year-round. The columns, slope beams and braces were harvested locally and sawed earlier this year [2006?] on an Indiana Amish farm. The logs are from white and red oak, hickory, beech and poplar trees. Most of the beams are from seasoned Douglas firs from Idaho. By using seasoned, dryer timers, less shrinking occurs. For the main structure of the barn, over nine truckloads of Douglas fir timbers were shipped from Idaho. The largest timbers, making up the center court, are a gigantic 16'X16', and came to the building site over 40' long!!

"The American black walnut found on the wooden staircase railing and trim came from a 96 foot tree which fell during a 2003 storm in a forest preserve behind architect LeRoy Troyer's home. The wood was harvested, cut up and air dried for three years before being used at the Farmers Market.

"The hardwood pegs are made by pounding them through a short, one-inch round steel pipe. They are then pounded into pre-drilled holes in the timbers to secure the mortis and tenons. The timbers and wood pegs continue to dry throughout the years to ensure a tight wood-to-wood bond that is virtually impossible to take apart. Once cured, the only way to remove the timers is to drill out each of the wood pegs that hold them together. This barn is a very sturdy building, as The Troyer Group, and architectural, engineering and construction management firm, designed the heavy timber from to withstand winds up to 100 miles per hour.

"Four Amish construction crews worked together, totaling about thirty workers. Orie Lehman, of Lehman Carpentry, Shipshewana, IN, was the construction coordinator for this project. David Bontrager and his son Rudy, of D.L. Bontrager Construction, Middlebury, IN, led the barn raising which began in June 2006. David's father, Joe, deceased, was a barn builder since the 1930's. He passed his barn-raising legacy on to succeeding generations beginning in the 1980's. Rudy is the third generations barn raiser."

Wakarusa Fall Decorations

Just a few of the attractive decorations in downtown Wakarusa. Two months from now, a large Christmas tree will decorate the middle of the street where the pumpkins are on display.

Old German Baptist Brethren School

Cousin Doris and I visited the Old German Baptist Brethren school (specifically for their member children). We participated in the music instruction for the older students. Very interesting information for this old lady who never had any of that training. I sing "by ear" (ha!) according to the way I memorized the song. ~~ In a nearby field, equipment was harvesting corn.

Livin' Lite Recreation Vehicles

En route back to Wakarusa, (from the OGBB school) cousin Doris and I stopped at a trailer manufacturing plant near her home. I understand it is a relatively new business but we were assured that they are "doing well." "[The campers is] extremely lightweight and durable, [and the] all-aluminum and composite construction is void of even a splinter of wood! Modeled after the lightweight aluminum structure made popular in the aerospace industry, [the camper] features lightweight aluminum construction throughout, including the tongue-and-groove aluminum flooring. Unlike traditional tent campers that are fully constructed of plywood and pine (which can rot out in just a few short camping seasons, the [camper] is made to stand the test of time!"

A Living Quilt

During my two-plus week stay in Northern Indiana, I have seen a number of the quilt garden designs. Several today. They are beautiful!! (Look carefully and you can see the KIA and Little Guy in the parking lot beyond the trees.)

Copied from Amish Country Northern Indiana, 2009 Travel Guide & Maps, pp. 10-11.

A Living Quilt

Inspired by quilt designs, powered by imagination!

Nothing says Amish Country like an exquisitely handcrafted quilt--except, perhaps, a bountiful garden. We've combined both to create a tour of sixteen dazzling and colorful quilt gardens of tens of thousands of annuals planted by dozens of master gardeners, landscapers and volunteers. The county-wide tour celebrates the artistry and heritage of the many Amish who call Northern Indiana home.

In precise detail, each garden recreates a traditional or contemporary quilt pattern, ranging from the distinctive Whirling Star to the nostalgic Grandmother's Fan and the elaborate Stone Mason's Puzzle. All are masterpieces of gardening. In all, more than 80,000 marigolds, begonias, red salvia and a vast palate of other annuals combine to recreate the quilts on a truly inspirational scale that burst with color. Our largest quilt garden spans 2,400-square feet, and most average 20X40 feet. Our quilt gardens grace seven communities, and you'll find them in parks, at public buildings, businesses and many of the region's most popular attractions.

Unlike their stitched cousins, our quilt gardens are never finished. And that makes for pleasant return visits throughout the growing season to Amish Country's sixteen quilt-inspired gardens. As spring gives way to summer and then autumn, you can watch as the thousands of annuals that make up the quilts' patches take turns blooming, creating an ever evolving panorama of color and scent.

Non-vegan for a night

Last night, my hostess and I had a "Thresher's Dinner" at Amish Acres, in nearby Nappanee. I assume the idea is (was) to feed a crew of hungry farm hands with a hardy meal--but really too much food for two "senior" ladies!! It was listed as "all you can eat" but we couldn't eat the portions they brought to the table "family style." First: Ham and bean soup, Cole slaw, pickles, apple butter, country butter and fresh baked bread. Second: Roasted chicken, dressing, mashed potatoes, gravy, and corn. Finally: Our choice of pie from a variety of ten or twelve. Of course, we had an array of beverages to choose from. Oh! so delicious!! I ate far more than I usually do, and I enjoyed every bite!! ~~ Although my cousin Doris has lived in Northern Indiana her whole life, she had never been to Amish Acres (considered a "tourist attraction"). She enjoyed the meal and the experience eating in the big old barn restaurant--and browsing the shops. It was misting rain so our stay was confined to indoors. With sunshine, earlier in the day, we might have walked around the farm or taken a buggy ride to see the eighty-acre farm.

Due to the economy (perhaps), the parking lot was almost empty when we arrived at 5:00 PM. A few diners straggled in after us. A large tour bus with fifty or more passengers arrived as we were leaving so that was nice for the restaurant. The hostess admitted that business has been slow, when I questioned her. (I remember an earlier visit [2000] when the parking lot was so full I could barely find a parking place.) Likewise, few cars in the parking lot when I visited Amish Acres on Wednesday, September 30th.

I see a lot of RVs on the highways in this area; the Fairgrounds RV Park has lots of units. The several RV Parks in Shipshewana seemed full of recreation vehicles. But I drive by plants where RVs were previously being manufactured and the company is out of business, grass and weeds growing in the parking lots. An RV dealership, in Elkhart, completely out of business. A very sad state of the economy in this area of Northern Indiana. President Obama was in Wakarusa, at the Monaco plant, a few months ago. Because of the high unemployment... Obama has been in the area twice.

Unprepared !!

When I hastily loaded a minimum of things--two weeks ago--I failed to pack the right clothing!! I brought one pair of jeans, one pair of "peddle pushers," and two pair of shorts. Lots of T-shirts, one sweater and one coat. Plenty for a one week trip!?!? Also, two dresses for Church with my Old German Baptist Brethren cousins--and dressy shoes. But the weather has turned cold and windy, with rain. I wear the jeans and sweater every day!! Cousin Doris included my things with some of her laundry so I periodically have clean jeans (and underwear, ha). ~~ There is a special event this afternoon and I should wear a dress. Old German Baptist Brethren ladies always wear dresses and I like to do likewise while with them. I wish I had "long johns" to wear under my ankle-length dress!! ~~ It was 42 degrees outdoors when I crawled out of bed at 8 AM this morning. Frankly, I'm glad I'm staying in a well-insulated house because I would have slept inside a sleeping bag, inside a sleeping bag--in Little Guy. (Yes, I brought two sleeping bags.) I'm staying on in Wakarusa for a few more days for a weekend event.

Incidentally, just a hint of autumn color but I had to watch carefully to find even one tree. (Can you see the color in this small [top] picture??)

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Postscript Fri., 10/02/09: This tree, in a neighbor's yard, just "turned."

Handsome Little Guy

Little Guy is all dressed up with new side walls. The corner is better than new because it now has an outlet. The tail lights are bolted to the frame so should never get "wobbly" again!!

Reunited

These pictures are only a few minutes old as I type this. It's 3:10 PM and Little Guy and I have been reunited for less than one hour. I am back at the MacDonalds / BP truck stop in Wakarusa. (See my KIA and Little Guy beyond the top of my laptop computer?) The repairs are excellent!!

Still waiting....

Just a note from the MacDonalds / BP truck stop in Wakarusa, Indiana (with free WiFi). I've checked my e-mail, and on-line banking, etc., etc. ~~ Here's a little info I found interesting about a business in Wakarusa. I plan to visit if I have time.

Copied from Amish Country Northern Indiana, 2009 Travel Guide & Maps, p. 55.


Wakarusa Dime Store

Candy lovers will never want to leave this sweet retreat that's served Northern Indiana since 1907. The store is famous for its many flavors of custom made jumbo jelly beans--selling more than forty tons each year from the shop and online. You also can choose among 350 other types of nostalgic candies ranging from Necco wafers and Mary Janes, to licorice.

Greetings from Wakarusa, IN

A cold, dark, cloudy morning with rain predicted. In fact, we had rain during the night. I have on my coat while using free WiFi at MacDonalds (in Wakarusa). I just wanted to "touch base" and let you know I'm still in Indiana. The following is a story I copied from the local newspaper.


Tally it up: All the quilts, all the compassion brought in $355,000 in relief.

by Justin Leighty in The Elkhart Truth newspaper Sunday, September 27th, 2009

As the need for humanitarian assistance grows around the globe, the Mennonite Relief Sale takes on added significance.

GOSHEN -- While the setting is distinctly Goshen, the ripples of Saturday's Michiana Mennonite Relief Sale span the globe. With the economy the way it is, nobody expected the sale to break records. Preliminary totals show Saturday's auctions brought in an estimated $355,000 compared to last year's $389,965. That money goes to the Mennonite Central Committee to help people worldwide. "That's what it's all about, all the humanitarian things they do," said David Yoder, spokesman for the sale.

The Elkhart County 4-H Fairgrounds serve as the venue for the entire two-day event. Amish buggies and apple butter, quilts, cheese and pulled-pork sandwiches all enhance the local flavor. There were the standard features of the sale: The auctions, key among them the quilt auction; the pancake and sausage breakfast, which Yoder said was "crazy," it was so busy; and the food vendors, some of whom highlight food and educational materials about MCC work around the world.

One new feature this year was a tent about a staple food for many of the world's poor people: Rice. The idea started with Louise Claassen of Hively Avenue Mennonite Church in Elkhart. Gesturing to the international food court tent, Claassen said, "So many people are starving and here we are feeding ourselves." As thousands of people walked by, a few stopped in. They got a free dish of rice and a sampling of the various ways it is served across the world. They could add fruit, or curry powder, or soy sauce, for instance. People also learned that a dime will buy a person a bowl of rice in Cambodia. "We've had really quite an amazing response," Claassen said. One man promised a $300. match if the booth raised at least that much. They got it. A young girl came by donating $10. A little while later she came back, donating another $10.

Just like all of Saturday's proceeds, the rice donations go to MCC. Not only do they provide food, they help provide clean water for people in Colombia, or teach artisans business models in Kenya. They'll provide HIV care kits around the world, too, with $2,520 raised toward that end.

In addition to all of that, some food options showed off the world: From apple fritters to hummus, from donuts to egg-rolls to tamales, the people at the sale were reminded they were there for a common cause: "It's communities coming together, donating funds," Yoder said.

Life in the slow lane!!

I've quoted it before: "Life moves a little slower on Teardrop time." Things move slower in northern Indiana, too--in my humble opinion. Horses and buggies; farmland as far as the eye can see, corn and soybeans have not been harvested; blue skies, puffy white clouds; meandering secondary roads; charming old homes. I love it!! While most people were in Church, I've been in Panera Bread for several hours. Except for the cold and snowy winters, I'm sure I would love to live in this community.




On Friday evening, two cousins and I visited the Elkhart County Fairgrounds for the Mennonite Relief Sale. We viewed the beautiful array of quilts that would be auctioned off the next day. We listened to the music and singing by the Mennonite Men's Chorus. Every imaginable food item was available and the crowds of people were enjoying everything from Apple fritters to Z.. (you name it). ~~ Later I learned that one quilt sold for $2,100. (on Saturday). Likewise similar high price on multiple other quilts.

Gratefully, a 4th, 5th, 6th (?) cousin has been very gracious about sharing her home with me. I may be able to pick up my Little Guy trailer Monday afternoon.

So much has happened; there is so much to share!! I hope to publish details at a later date. Today is "day eleven" of my trip and en route to Panera the 1200th mile. Conceiv-ably, I will have traveled over 2000 miles before I get back to Shelby, North Carolina.

Little Guy Repair

On Wednesday, I visited the facility where Little Guy Teardrop trailers are built. I was anxious to see what progress had been made since I dropped off my trailer on Tuesday morning. In these pictures you can see that they removed the side walls and are replacing them. I thought I would have it back by now but 2:22 Friday afternoon and I haven't heard from them.