Daily Reflections from Michael McCormick

 DAY 29 - 
August 29th Memories > It seems the anticipation of seeing family is a slow agonizing process, like waiting for Heinz Ketchup to flow. But then you get there, and the clock shifts into hyper warp drive, and before no time, the visit is only a memory.
It was great to make a stop at aunt Bea's home in Edina. Coming there, so many uncle Norman memories come to mind. I was such a small child when the Lord took him home, yet just that short impact on my life he made is close to the heart. I treasure the moments I get to spend with family in Minnesota.
Auntie Carolyn made the climb up several steps to join in the visit. We heated up those pasties from the U.P. and divided them into small portions so we could each sample the varieties. Yummy stuff. Kind of like a pot pie with less potato and more rutabaga and meat and a flaky crust. We had some with jalapeno and some with lamb and some with beef. Auntie Carolyn and Auntie Bea really liked the pasties.
I photographed cousin Paul's prize fish that he did the taxidermy on himself. A great Northern Pike. We harvested cherry tomatoes from Paul's garden. He posed for a picture on his motorcycle.
Then we went with cousin David to the Mall of America where Terri located some of her favorite shampoo. Peeked into Legoland, and hiked through the Nickelodeon (TV) theme park.
Then we went to the malls fantastic aquarium, where you can immerse yourself in an undersea experience without getting wet. The people tube you walk through, allow you to enjoy these sea creature in their specially man made habitat.
Coffee at Caribou ( better than Starbucks ) was a yummy finale to a fun day.

 DAY 28 -
August 28th Memories : Loved the AmeriCinn at Ironwood in the Northern Neck. Really spacious room and amazing continental breakfast which included hot food too. Had a waffle and piled it high with strawberries.
Next stop was the Randall Bakery to get Pasties. Got educated that Pasties are not pronounced with paste on the front. They are pronounced with Past.
The baker went a bit further and told me that pasties are for boobs. Sounds like it's almost a pet peeve when a foreigner ( not a youper ) comes in and says it wrong. I got the frozen ones rather than right out of the oven, so we can enjoy them later.
Next stop, Tara's Kitchen. Had a nice visit with our friend Tara Hamilton, and she made us some very yummy tacos. Displayed my well worn wrist band that I wear to honor her son Dixon's memory. It hasn't been off my wrist since Tara put it there five years ago. Someday, I will bury it in the soil of Alaska ( a place that Dixon had hoped to go ). Always nice to see her. As if I needed an excuse to travel to the beautiful upper peninsula.
Next stop, Gordy's Hi Hat on Cloquet, Minnesota, which was featured on Diners, Drive Ins and Dives. My 4th time enjoying burgers at this joint. Carolyn agreed, " That was an awesome cheeseburger and malt. "
Next stop, the only Frank Lloyd Wright gas station in the world. Another Cloquet, Minnesota attraction.
About to go into a food coma, lots of calories today. Extra shot of insulin.
Finally, we make it to St. Paul, Minnesota Motel 6. The place is creepy, crawling with lowlife types. But I am too tired to care.
We get to our room, supposed to be non smoking. Totally stinks of cigarette. There's no bedding on our beds. I go down to the lobby to complain, and there is a man cussing out the lady at the front desk because she has no vacancy. It's a long long list of complaints about this place, and we were reserved for three nights. Finally got our blankets after 8pm. I told them it would just be one night. Should have been none, but I was just too bushed to haul all the stuff back into the car.
On the bright side. Cousins... Yay, so glad to be here.


DAY 27 -
August 27th Memories : Wow ! Green Bay, Wisconsin Motel 6 on Ramada Way. Awesomeness ! We got welcomed with a sign cheering us on as we stay with them on our ultimate road trip. They totally hook us up with bottled water, granola bars and even doggie treats. Our dogs didn't even know what to do with a rawhide chew. But they appreciated them, and took immediate ownership, as if to say, " This is my new toy, and it tastes good too.
The staff wanted a photo with our group, so we all gathered outside for that photo op. I think they were even more excited than we were, and we were excited.
The gal from the front desk told us we need to see the lighthouses of Door County, so we took her advice and made a side trip journey. Fun to take in the sights and be spontaneous. Of course, side trips like this have an effect on our schedule, so we can't take every suggestion, but this one was worth the time.
We saw some signs guiding us to food. Deprey's Frosty Tip in Luxemburg, WI. We got the best ever deep fried Cheese Curds there. They were like baby grilled cheese sandwiches from heaven. The malts were the best I've ever had too. My Dad would say, " Beats a sharp stick in the eye. " Not sure what that means, but it seems to fit.
Ended up being a late night getting into AmericInn in Ironwood, MI ( Northern Neck ), and had to adjust our plan for a visit with friend Tara for tomorrow morning.

DAY 26 - 
August 26th, 2015 Memories : First thing on the itinerary today, turned out to be a bit of a disappointment. Taliesin, which is one of Frank Lloyd Wright's most famous creations is only wheelchair friendly by advance appointment. So the best we could do is get a distant picture from the highway. Bummer !
From there, we went to nearby House on the Rock. I had been there before, but it was fun for me to see the wonder in the eyes of Auntie Carolyn and Terri as they experienced this very unique place. There is the infinity room which extends out above the treetops, and seems to go on forever. All of the bazaar and unique collections of random stuff. A seven story carousel with thousands of hand carved figures. More doll houses than I have ever seen in one place. Tiny three ring circuses which lead into a giant one. Too much to describe and do it justice. We loaded hundreds of tokens into the automated devices and player pianos.
After about 5 hours of exploring and miles of trekking along, we were finally done. What an experience. Good thing they have a restaurant along the way as you walk. Our poor doggies thought we had left them for good. They were very excited when we returned to the car.
Further down the road, we reached Sheboygan, Michigan. Just before sunset, we got the see the tallest US Flag Pole in the world. 400 feet. It's majestic. Terri played Madison Rising's National Anthem for a star spangled video. Brought tears of pride and joy to my eyes.
Our Motel 6 in Green Bay, Wisconsin rolled out the red carpet for us. They had a sign on the front desk, welcoming our Ultimate Road Trip. They stocked our room with doggie treats, raw hides, bottled water and people treats. ( granola bars ). Wow, very nice. We even got one of the rooms with a fridge and micro wave.
They asked us if we would please gather for pictures in the morning too. Made us feel like special celebrities. Awesome is all I can say.

DAY 25 -
August 25th, 2015 Memories : The mechanic in Clinton tells me this morning that the new tires are not in yet. Expected later today. I told him that someone else would be selling me new tires then. We did get new ball joints, brake job and wheel alignment. Tires are in fair to good condition. We will upgrade that soon.
We arrived in Sumner, Iowa and went to the grave site of my grandparents, Arthur and Amanda Langholz. Parents of Carolyn who I allowed a quiet alone moment at the grave for. After that, we went over to Sumner City Park for a picnic with some of the local ladies and of course Mom's childhood friend Darlene. It was kind of a pot luck picnic. The watermelon was really good, I had a lot of that. Nice for the doggies to get another play time together, before Mom makes a bee line for Oregon, and we meander a little before heading that way.
On to Decorah, Iowa, where I had a Scrabble game rematch with Hanna Langholz. She beat me again. She is a superior player in every way. The only person I know who consistently wins when I play her. She was an English and Math professor, and she does the Sunday New York Times crossword puzzle from beginning to end every week. She likes it when I come to play her. She says I give her a good challenge and she has to pay close attention to win. That's a compliment coming from her. The first time I played her, I actually played all 7 of my tiles on the opening play of the game. That was a wake up for her to pay attention she said. I led that game up until the last three plays, and she won. I have noted that her " end game " is the strongest part of her play. I am confident that on a good day, I probably still won't beat her. But it's fun trying.
Lodging at AmericInn Lodge and Suites, Madison, Wisconsin. Very nice place.

DAY 23 cont'd & DAY 24 -

August 23rd evening and 24th Memories : Savoring every moment we gather together. Cousin David stays with us til the last possible moment before he has to return driving straight through to be to work the next day.
Enjoyed seeing cousin Bob's super duper camper. That thing is like wow. All the bells and whistles. It expands and contracts. Amazing stuff cousin.
Dinner overlooks the Mississippi River and then another picnic on the river at Eagle Point Park just outside of Clinton, Iowa.
It seems so long we anticipate these reunions, and then they are gone in a flash.
As it turns out with the vehicle, it needs ball joints and tires and brakes etc. They won't have the tires in until tomorrow morning. I told them I need to be on the road by 10am, new tires or not. They assured me that is the only item holding us up. I said, get er done by 10, or we buy the tires down the road. The show must go on. Might have to get these repairs done by a pit crew at a pull out to keep the flow going. The tires are not awful, just not ideal. Definitely a priority, but not a show stopper. We have a scrabble date, a concert and a wedding, and we cannot be late.
Gotta say, not impressed with Super 8 Clinton. Hotel worker lets himself in to clean the air conditioner, and didn't bother to knock first while Terri was resting on the bed. Probably not staying there again. Even if they are doggy friendly and have waffles.
 
DAY 23 -
August 23rd, 2015 Memories : We had a check in fiasco with the Clinton, Iowa Super 8 Motel last night. Somehow they had us in an upstairs room, and I was very specific I needed a wheelchair friendly room. But we worked it out by inviting cousin David to share our room, and sending Carolyn to the first floor with Mom.
We made arrangements with a local mechanic to fix our suspension problems and get an alignment and new tires, so we can cruise smooth for the next umpteen thousand miles.
Church today in Preston, Iowa with the Langholz clan and our friend Sheri Steiner from nearby Muscatine, Iowa joined us to worship.
Family gatherings, truly highlights of our trip. Many tears of joy are shed and memories shared. Our Langholz family, who was founded in Christian worship, gathering to hear the word of Christ together in one place. An overwhelming feeling of joy to share in this bond of love. How fitting, to gather in a place of worship where my grandfather Arthur Carl Gustav Langholz preached for many years. A place where my Mother and Auntie share many childhood memories. A picnic in Too Good Park, where they played in the carefree days of youth.
So good to break bread together in communion, to embrace in hugs of joy. Words cannot describe the feeling of family. It humbles me to be a part of this celebration and belong to a family that loves the Lord.
I think of the obstacles we had to overcome to participate. The planning, the physical therapy, the responsibility of staying safe and healthy. Immersing it all in prayer, the only way something like this can happen. The easier course, to stay home and wish we could be here. The bold and fearless choice, to accept the challenge and give thanks for the opportunity.
Thanks to all of you who have prayed for our safety along the way. I firmly believe that prayer moves the hand of God, and his travel mercies have surrounded us on every step of the way. This family reunion is one of many anticipated joyous moments that lay ahead of us.
A year ago, it appeared we would be saying goodbye to Auntie Carolyn as her health deteriorated. But we prayed big and asked God for a miracle. You are all witness now to the mighty hand of God through prayer. This did not happen by chance, it happened because we asked God for His very best, and because we believed it would happen.
We don't know what the future holds, or if death for any of us is lurking around tomorrows corner. This is why we need to accept every day of life as the joyous gift it is and celebrate the miracle of loving one another and praying for one another. Peace be with you my neighbors, friends and family.

DAY 22 Continued -
More memories from August 22nd - We visited the Terrace Hill Governors Mansion in Des Moines, Iowa. When I walked onto the grounds, I was approached by armed security who asked my what my purpose was. I told him that we are on an ultimate road trip, touring the 48 contiguous United States, and that this place was listed as an attraction. He told me that the governor was IN the mansion, and due to that it was closed to the public. Then he said, "In your case I will make an exception for you to get a photo of the historic building, since you came all this way. "
Looked all over Des Moines for a Maid-Rite, but they all seemed to be closed down ;-( ... So off to Clinton, Iowa for the Family reunion. Got a text from Mom that cousin David had just arrived. Thought we might see him on the road, but he is already there. Found our Maid-Rites along the way. My Dad made a similar loose meat hamburger that he called Yum Yum's. I think there was a Nebraska establishment by that name, back in the day. The secret is to simmer the loose meat in chicken stock, and steam the bun. Served with onion, pickles and mustard. Yum yum.
 
DAY 22 -
August 22nd, 2015 Memories >> We attended a Planned Parenthood Protest Near Kansas City, Missouri >> Why am I pro life ? >> The thought of purposefully ending the heartbeat of a living and helpless human being that was molded in the image of God, is the most horrifying thing I can imagine

DAY 21 -
August 21st, 2015 Memories - Plan A was to visit friends in Topeka, we rerouted our trip especially for this purpose. Sadly, we were unable to connect due to a schedule conflict. We try to have plan b and c and d available, just in case a plan A doesn't happen.
Plan B was a visit to a Triple D joint in Topeka. Bobo's is a joint that Guy Fierri visited way back in 2009. Even before he was painting his signature face on the walls of establishments featured on Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives. He did, however sign a big orange globe.
We had some great " greasy spoon " hamburgers here ( as my Dad would have described them ). The onion rings were super yummy as were the malts. We love following in Guys tire tracks as we travel the states.
A young fella who was car hopping the orders, was super excited about our trip and blog, so we decided to include him in the pictures so he could be a part of the documentation of our journey.
Can we say Yum ? < You can say yum, all I got is a big hearty burp.

DAY 20 -
 August 20th, 2015 memories - A grand reunion with loved ones and friends. Today was about celebrating people. Yes, we saw some roadside attractions, but the real joy was the bonding of human relationship.
We started out in Springfield at Motel 6, where we were enthusiastically greeted and welcomed by strangers who made us feel like we've been friends forever. What a special warm staff at Springfield Motel 6.
Then we met up at Cozy Dog in Springfield. It's where corn dogs were invented. A true route 66 icon. Finally got to see my Mom after over a year of separation since we moved to Virginia to care for Auntie Carolyn. That's the longest Mom and I have ever gone without seeing each other. Good thing we have US mail and Facebook to stay connected. It was the meeting of east and west in dual cross country journeys. How far is the east from the west, just a half a table and two corn dogs apart.
So great to see JoAnne Marlin and her grandson as Jo finished up her leg of travel with my Mom. Kristi and Mabel Ruppel also came to spend some time with us. Lots of hugs, as our visits are too few and too short. Even the doggies celebrated a puppy reunion, each taking turns sniffing butts.
After we consumed a pile of corn dogs and ran into an Abraham Lincoln at Cozy dog, back on the road.
Just a short stop in St. Louis to get a picture of the Gateway Arch. Not much interested in staying in the area with all the anniversary unrest over the Michael Brown shooting.
We even changed our motel reservation out from the area, just to stay out of harms way.
We met up for dinner with Terri's friend and Madison Rising fan at a doggie friendly spot called RT Weilers. Loved the food and got to try something new. Deep fried ravioli. It's a St. Louis area tradition. Thanks to Sabrina for turning us on to something new and yummy. So fun today, visiting family, loved ones, old friends and new friends. Makes us feel loved to see the welcoming faces as we come to town.

DAY 19 -
August 19th, 2015 Memories - We had a less than memorable ice cream stop on the way to Springfield today, so I won't give them any free press on the blog.
Met a cool trucker when we arrived at our Motel. He saw the signs on our vehicle and got really excited about our trip. He is now a loyal blog follower. He has a truck with " Transformer " characters painted on it. Fun fella.
Our check in at Motel 6 was awesome. The desk clerk told us that Styx were in town at the Illinois State Fair. We got Carolyn settled in with the doggies, and made it a date night. While standing in line, a guy sold us his spare tickets, saving us a pocketful of cash. Got to see Tesla open for Styx. Great show. Had a blast. A little annoyed that they allow smoking in the Grandstand. I miss that about Oregon.
A couple of guys bought a new Styx tour shirt, and that was a conversation starter for me, so I told them about our Ultimate Road trip. Got a couple new blog followers there.
Fantastic fireworks show after the music ended. The fireworks lasted for about a half an hour, and we got to watch them from the grandstand.
Tomorrow, we meet up with dear friends and Mom at Cozy Dog. The place where corn dogs were invented.

DAY 18 -
August 18th, 2015 Memories - Went to French Lick, Indiana. The home town of basketball Hall of Famer Larry Byrd. The direction the economy seems to be taking in this town, that may soon be its main claim to fame. It's been a resort community in the past. The resorts are still here, but the shops and restaurants are all failing. We were told to see if we could find Pluto Water. After researching on the internet, I learned that it has a natural laxative effect. No problems with my plumbing, so will not be sipping the Pluto. I know, I know, oversharing again.

We did not see any open stores that would have it for sale anyway. Everything is boarded up. Terri found a small group of street vendors, from whom she bought a hand made wooden cross necklace. That is our lone French Lick souvenir.
We had to drive about 30 miles outside of French Lick to actually find an open restaurant with outdoor seating. Jeri's Diner. It was a delight, and prices were like something from the 60s. I had a huge and yummy taco salad.
Stayed at a Red Roof Inn. It was a Motel 6 when I booked it, but they honored our reservation. They wouldn't give me the Red Roof Perks I was supposed to earn though. Jerks. They said that they wouldn't officially be a Red Roof until tomorrow. I said, " Great, you can give me the points when I check out then." Not happening. Strange, my internet log on with the WIFI said it was a Red Roof. I am a brand new member of their club, and they aren't exactly winning me over.

DAY 17 -
August 17th, 2015 Memories - We visited the Spring Grove Cemetery in Cincinnati today. I think I read that it is the 2nd largest cemetery in the United States. It is huge and takes a while just to drive around the outside of it.
We searched out a controversial grave they have. It seems that the family of murder victim Kimberly Walker got permission to make Sponge Bob grave stones, but the cemetery later rescinded the permission that was given, because the stones didn't fit with the sanctified theme of the park.
The family took them to court, and won the right to have the stones put back. The contingency being that the stones are now hidden from open view from the road. I personally think the stones are not in bad taste at all, and being as Sponge Bob was a favorite cartoon character of the buried person here, I think it's a shame that they are hidden.
By a friends recommendation we had some famous Cincinnati Skyline Chili. Some yummy comfort food there. The baggie of cheese they give you is nearly as big as the bowl of chili. Onion breathe all day now, and chili burps that stay with you until dinner time. I know, I know. TMI Michael.

DAY 16 -
August 16th, 2015 Memories - It was our hope to visit cousin Eugene while in Columbus, Ohio area ( the oldest of the living Langholz cousins in our tree ), but Gene was hospitalized and quarantined with an infection. We thought it best not to expose Auntie Carolyn Langholz, so sadly our planned visit had to be scrubbed.
We did manage to meet up with Terri's friend and Madison Rising Militia member. ( One of Terri's best jewelry customers too) Jenna Wholaver and her husband joined us for a picnic. Their GPS led them down a bike path, but after a few course corrections we met up and found a nice park with trees and shade.
It's a thrill to meet up with people who share the patriotism and passion for Madison Rising music. It's not like meeting a music groupie, but rather, sharing a purpose in feeling the love of country and honor of God and support of troops and family. We are all proud to be Americans who love God, Country, our Military and family.
Our lodging was in Cincinnati, Ohio. I got us a 30 pack of White Castle sliders. Not as good as I remembered from the opening of Hollywood, CA, White Castle I went to with Kent and Kerbi. Maybe they tasted better then because they were free. The ones I got in Cincinnati were gooey. Got a variety pack with original, cheese and jalapeno. All three varieties were lacking. Even the doggies were slow to consume any.
Tomorrow, we search for Sponge Bob !

DAY 15 -
August 15th, 2015 memories - Got gas in Detroit this morning, and some random chick at the gas station says, " Hey, you are the people with the little dogs I saw on Facebook today. Welcome to Detroit. " Wow, we are famous now. Somehow a viral post came across her feed. I didn't think to get her to sign our travelling guest book.
A visit to American Jewelry and Loan where " Hard Core Pawn " is filmed. 
I set aside a budget of $50 each for Terri and I to shop here. I got a deal on three 1957 baseball cards, and Terri was able to get a diamond for her cherished ring that has a missing stone.
We got to meet stars of the show Les Gold and Seth Gold. They were very friendly and happy to pose for pictures. The security guard took the pics for us, though he is not allowed to pose for pics himself.
Everyone there was very excited about our adventure, and delighted that we chose to include them on our ultimate road trip. What a fun memory it was to stop here.
On the road to Columbus, Ohio, Carolyn spots a Dairy Queen and starts hollering for ice cream. I would say, yes, the surgery for cataracts has improved her vision.
Our Motel 6 had to be changed tonight. When I went in the room, there was an overpowering smell of fragrance. Apparently somebody smoked in that room last night, and I couldn't stand the stench. It was the last downstairs room.
Next door was a Red Roof Inn, and they were happy to accept our doggies at no charge. So our switch was trouble free.

DAY 14 -
August 14th Memories - Niagara Falls is a bit of a tourist trap. It costs about $20 to park nearly a mile away from the falls. I don't know what the close parking spaces cost, that lot was full. 
This is where I get my exercize pushing the wheelchair, so on the bright side there is a cardio benefit.
Went into a big place across from the parking structure with a food court. Not impressed with the food handling or service we got.
We totally enjoyed the Maid of the Mist boat ride below the falls. They give you plastic ponchos that you get to keep. We might have drifted into Canadian waters on this boat ride. North of the US border, they wear red ponchos, and we got blue.
Auntie Carolyn had done this many decades ago, and it was a big thrill for her to return and see the majestic falls up close again. I had been to the falls before, but both Terri and I were newbees to the Maid of the Mist cruise.
After getting postcards and fridge magnets, we got on the road for Detroit, Michigan.
Huge thunder storm on the way to our motel, internet was down all night, so the free wifi wasn't that special.
Tomorrow is " Hard Core Pawn ".

DAY 13 -
August 13th, 2015 Memories : The Colonial House advertises that breakfast is at 8:01, and we were right on time.I had the lumberjack mush for starters, then a yummy made to order omelet and fruit. It was all included in the package.
Well fortified we went to see the Vermont Country Store. Auntie Carolyn has been trading with them via mail order for decades, but has never seen the place. What a thrill to finally take it all in. So many things seen in the catalog, and now the catalog comes to life.
Okay, more miles to travel, and worried about that bad tire. Very carefully we proceed. Just a couple miles into upstate New York, we find a place with a giant tire out front. Turns out the guy works for a pit crew, and he has a tire that is an exact match to the ones we are using. Within 10 minutes ( I kid you not ) of arriving, we were back on the road again. Woo hoo. Answered prayers. Will need to soon get the front end looked at and see what is causing that rapid wear.
We met up with our friend and Terri's former classmate Emilie. She suggested a fun place called Nicky Doodles where we got gourmet hot dogs and malts. So proud of Emilie for the efforts she makes in the defense of the defenseless unborn. We share a common bond in that effort.
Made it to Buffalo, New York in time to get authentic buffalo wings at the bar where buffalo wings were invented. The World Famous Anchor Bar, birthplace of the Buffalo Wings. I gotta say, those wings are the wings by which all future wings will be compared.
Tomorrow, Maid of the Mist at Niagara Falls.

DAY 12 -
August 12th remembered : Our first stop today was at Shelburne Farms which turned out to be a bit of a dissapointment because they are totally not pet friendly. If you don't want my dogs around, we will take our business elsewhere.
I mentioned to Terri that we could add Vermont Teddy Bear to our itinerary if she would like to see the factory where they're made. I didn't have to tell her twice. She lit right up. Terr-Bear is a big fan of Vermont Teddy's.
It was an interesting adventure. We learned everything you would ever want to know about the production of a Teddy Bear from cutting to sewing to stuffing to shipping. They even have a Teddy Bear hospital where you can send your injured bear to get fixed or replaced ( and it's free ). It doesn't matter if your bear was mauled by the lawnmower, it is completely replaced as long as you can produce at least the label. Terri happily made her purchase, and I got bear hugs for making the stop.
Our next mission ( well, mine ) was to find authentic buckwheat pancakes and have them topped with real Vermont maple syrup and real butter. Mission accomplished. Nevermind that the place was named JR's Eatery. Terri didn't care for the name of the place, but the food was great, and they had outdoor seating where we could share bites of bacon with the doggies.
We started to get a vibration in the front end in the most rural of Vermont wooded backroads, and when I took a look, the left front tire was worn down to the steel belts on the inside. No automotive shops or tire places to be found. We slowly proceeded along to our next destination.
The Colonial House Inn and Motel was a very cozy location. Beautiful in its setting. We would love to come back here again. The hosts are so nice, and the place has a country feel that is unmatched.
Tomorrow morning after breakfast at the Inn, we will visit Vermont Country Store.

DAY 11 - 
August 11th remembered : Our first order of the day was to see the famous Mount Washington Hotel in Breton Woods, Vermont. Gasp ! It is amazing. Beautiful setting, absolutely tremendous structure. I can imagine what it must look like on the inside. Did we take the tour ? Nope, I didn't pack any suit and ties, so we would likely be among the riff-raff they would want to run out of there.
When Donald Trump wants me to be his personal tour guide. Nope, not even then. This place is simply out of my league. >>> sings >>> " I'm just a common man, I drive a common van, my dog ain't got no pedigree... " "Who wants ice cream ?" Auntie Carolyn Langholz says, " We all want ice cream! " The logical next stop was Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream Factory in Stowe, Vermont. Yes the same Stowe, Vermont of the famous Von Trapp Family. It also happens to be the place where B & J ice cream is. We found a unique handicap parking space with an ice cream cone in the hand of the wheelchair rider. I tried a vanilla salted caramel flavor that was just a bit too salty to me. But Auntie Carolyn liked hers. We each got giant double scoops. The one flavor we all got was Butter toffee crunch. Yum yum. Lick slurp. Extra shot of fast acting insulin for me to offset the sugar spike. That place was crazy busy. Serpentine lines just to buy a postcard. But definitely a memorable experience to go to the place where ice cream is legendary.

DAY 10 -
Memories from August 10th > Driving the roads of Maine, you will frequently see signs alerting you to moose in the area. Makes me a little homesick for the Seattle Mariner Moose. Never the less, I am adapting to east coast living.
On our way to Acadia National Park, we passed by a "lobster pound" with boiling pots outside over wood fire. The fragrant combo of wood fire and lobster made my mouth water.
Acadia National Park and Bar Harbor, Maine were a sore spot for my Dad. Way back in 1973 we vacationed in Maine on a road trip. Long before GPS navigation. My Mom had seen Bar Harbor on one of her soap operas and was drawn to the stunning beauty of it. Sadly, we took a wrong turn somewhere and ended up driving in a circle to a point we were at an hour earlier. Dad was furious, and we abandoned the attempt to see Bar Harbor. My Dad would often recall Bar Harbor if we ever got lost. Just the mention of Bar Harbor evoked sarcasm from him. Well Dad, I brought a jar of your ashes along on this trip. You finally made it to Bar Harbor. Mom was right, it's spectacular.
Mom and I took a tour group here in 2000, so I had already seen it, but I wanted to see it through the eyes of my wife and Auntie Carolyn. Their reactions and gasps at every pullout, revealing scenes even more amazing than the one before. The rugged untouched cliffsides over the ocean coupled with lush green forest make this park a true gem.
When in Maine, you eat lobster. Nevermind that we had lobster rolls in Rhode Island, stuffed lobster in Massachusetts, lobster rolls again on the way to Maine. You just simply do not do Maine without doing lobster. Who gets tired of lobster anyway? So back to the place with the boiling pots. Lunt's Lobster Pound. They had picnic tables outside by the garden. We got three whole lobsters and had a feast. I went inside to buy postcards and heard a little voice calling my name. It was Larry the Lobster. Now whenever Terri asks for stuffed lobster, I can point to Larry. About twice the size of a beeny baby. Terri uses him for a neck pillow when we drive. Bellies full, back into New Hampshire. Econo Lodge Inn and Suites in Lincoln, NH. Beautiful resort area. Even the economy places aren't cheap here.
In the morning we will go see how the elite live. We are just going for the photo op. Not into paying $700+ for a single night of lodging. Mount Washington Hotel in Breton Woods is supposed to command that price. I am betting I would rather have 35 Maine Lobster dinners instead. We'll see what it looks like.
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DAY 9 -  
August 9th, 2015 Reflections - Maryann Corlin came to our hotel in Danvers, MA and was thrilled to see Auntie Carolyn Langholz in a much better condition than the last time they were together.
She led us to a restaurant in Gloucester called the Causeway. Nothing especially fancy from appearance, but the food was a top notch seafood experience. Maryann treated us all and we delighted in the offerings of this terrific place. I started with fish chowder, which was creamy, buttery, rich and full of something other than potatoes. The big bowl I got was a meal in itself.
Then we donned our lobster bibs and cracked into stuffed Maine lobster with corn and slaw as our sides. The stuffing for these lobsters was unreal. It had giant chunks of fish and shrimp. Never mind that we are full, just keep eating.
No room for dessert, but Maryann decided we needed some authentic New England lobster rolls for the road. I am thinking, this must be what the endless buffet bar in Heaven looks like.
After we ambled out of the restaurant, we went to the nearby Gloucester harbor where we saw the famous statue of the Fisherman. The Gorton's of Gloucester jingle from the 70s kept playing through my brain. " Trust the Gorton's fishermen, from Gorton's of Gloucester ". Tried to find it on You Tube, but couldn't locate the exact jingle I remembered.
There is a semi circle around the statue with hundreds (perhaps thousands) of names remembering the fishermen who perished at sea. It is a dangerous job. My tummy is thankful for the efforts of those brave people. The walk along the bay is lined with US flags. It's a very beautiful and inspiring view.
On to Bangor, Maine for the evening. Had hopes of meeting a new friend I made on Listia, but couldn't get connected while we were in town. Stayed up late getting the laundry done. Must have our ultimate road trip shirts all clean so that we can be in full uniform.
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Day 8 -
Memories of August 8th : First order of the day was t find Carolyn's old home from the early 60s, where she lived in Braintree, MA. We plugged the address into the GPS, and off we went. The device made the announcement, " Arriving at your destination." But, alas, there was nothing there but a double driveway. I
looked back at the previous house, and ahead to the next house. Her address was missing, and only an extra wide driveway now remained in its place. Carolyn looked up the road to the river, and said, " The Iold view is still here. "
I asked if she was certain about the address, and she said, " Yes, it's gone, nothing lasts forever. "

Next stop, Merrimack, NH and the Budweiser
Clydesdale Horses. This was a deviation from the original plan. Our dear friend Marsha Stafford got wind of the news that there would be a hitching event on the 8th. So we shuffled a few plans and took the Boston Harbor out of our schedule.

What a delight to see these glorious creatures
perform in full regalia. They roped off a significant area of blacktop, and paraded Horses, Beer Wagon and Dalmations around. We found a nice shady spot in the grass where we could sit with the doggies and watch. They stopped the wagon a couple times and served ice cold Budweiser beer from the tap on the back. Along with the setting and performance, that plastic cup full of Bud tasted better than a crystal glass of champagne. The smell of hops was present and we would catch wafts of it from the brewery in the breeze.

After about an hour of enjoying those horses, we had worked up an appetite. We gathered at a local restaurant called the Common Man. Famous for their baked in the bowl lobster mac n cheese. Oh man that was good.

Thanks so much to Marsha and her sharp sense of thinking we could possibly see this event if we could come in a day earlier. It turned out to be a very special day to remember.

Our next item on the list was to reunite Carolyn with her Navy buddy Maryann Corlin, but after several attempts to connect, we drove to her house and knocked on the door. Not there. This was troubling, as she was anticipating our visit.

We decided to get a plan B for our evening and try again the next day. We found a fast food joint called Qdoba Mexican Grill. The spicy gumbo was great. It's sort of like subway. You have them build your entree from the ingredients in front of you.

Got lodged into our hotel, and finally the call comes in from Maryann. She had some kind of mishap that locked her out of her car. So she was stranded a few hours. Glad it wasn't anything serious, as we had been starting to worry. We will hook up with her on the 9th.

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Day 7 -  
August 7th Memories - Started out in Hartford, CT. Went to the Mark Twain House & Museum. Decided not to take up a lot of our morning with a guided tour, so explored the tree shaded grounds and took a few pictures of the beautiful mansion. We started with a plan to visit a friend nearby, but her new baby was teething and in fussy mode from that. So we all mutually decided on a plan B. Sorry we missed our chance for a visit Amber. Maybe another time. So we took a wider circle today, adding about 100 miles, but picking up a Triple D joint called Super Duper Weenie in Fairfield, CT. Enjoyed those gourmet hot dogs. I had the New Englander that Guy Fieri likes. Auntie Carolyn had the New Yorker and Terri had the Dixie. Onward, up the coast, we stopped at a McDonald's for a lobster roll. They are only available in New England locations. Not too shabby, and not what you would expect from Mickey D's. At a roadside scenic overlook, we could see Mystic, Connecticut. Some neat looking ships with big masts along the opposite shore. Went to The Breakers Mansion in Rhode Island. It seemed high priced to get in, so we photographed what we could see for free, then enjoyed the driving views of several other mansions in the area. Stayed at Motel 6 in Braintree, MA, the city where Carolyn lived in the early 60s. Plans to find her old home in the morning.
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Day 6 -
Memories of August 6th, 2015 - We made our short journey into NYC from NJ this morning. Big savings lodging in nearby New Brunswick, NJ. Terri found a sitter for the doggies through Pet Vacay, so they were safely entertained while we explored Gotham.
Spent our first hour and a half driving around through construction, looking for parking. Eventually found a parking structure just a block away from the new WTC Tower 1. Within moments of hitting the streets, we were approached by a dude wearing a foam green Liberty Crown, carrying a brochure for a harbor tour of the Hudson. We saw several of these foam headed wanderers on our parking search, so we assumed they were legit.
He promised us an escort down to the dock to board our trip. We assumed that meant we were getting a ride. Ha ha, cough cough, aargh ! They hooked us up with a little old man with a limp and a cane to walk us through the city to the dock. He said, " Follow me, it's just a couple blocks. " Along the way, he pointed out attractions of interest, and told us that his pay is from tips only. I assured him we would take care of him. Those couple of blocks ended up being an hour long walk. We got to a point where we could see the water, and he tells us that this is where he leaves us. We began to get an uneasy feeling in the pit of our stomachs. Did we get scammed ? I tipped him $5. and opted out of going down Wall Street.
We made the additional 15 minute walk to the dock he described. Our tickets were real ! They cost a couple bucks more than we could have got them for at the dock. Whatever. LOL
The boat cruise was great. Got up nice and close to Lady Liberty for pictures. Nice touch that they played a little Lee Greenwood during our viewing. We got off at a dock close to the Twin Towers memorial, to shorten up our trek.
It was a special moment to share with Auntie Carolyn Langholz, fifty years after her award winning article announcing the building of the World Trade Center in Stars and Stripes. At the memorial, which are the footprints of each tower with names of the dead etched into the wall surrounding the fountain, Carolyn rose to her feet in silence from her wheelchair. I can only imagine the thoughts she must have been having.
I know that I felt an overwhelming sense of loss and sadness, a familiar feeling to what I experienced on that tragic day I watched in horror on television. To be in this place that became a living Hell for those people named on the wall, and for all the family and loved ones, and for the first responders, many of whom lost their own lives on that day. The memorial is a beautiful tribute, but the sense of anguish over this place where such evil happened is very intense.
After visiting the memorial, we conclude our NYC stay and picked up our doggies to make a Bee line for Hartford, Connecticut.
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 Day 5 -
Recollections of August 5th, 2015 --- In the Amish country of Intercourse, Pennsylvania, it's like a combination of stepping back in time with a blend of modern. You see these Amish buggies (with turn signals and brake lights). People dressed in Amish garb, while mowing the grass with a gas mower.
The Amish no longer seem to reject or resent the modern world. I think they understand that the tourists who come to town and gawk at them and snap pictures are their bread and butter. Amish has become big commercial business, and tourists bring money. Yet in all of this, there remains a feel of an earlier time, a simpler time. There seems to be a joy among these people that somehow eludes big city dwellers.
We met up this morning at Immergut Soft Pretzels with Carolyn's Navy cronies Joyce Linkey and Andrew Murphy. We had simple salted soft pretzels that were amazing.
Andrew arranged with a local street musician a special surprise for Carolyn. He began playing " Anchors Away " which got Carolyn a bit misty eyed.
I bought some fresh peaches that were grown in nearby Lancaster, Pa. So sweet and juicy. After our goodbyes with Joyce and Andrew, we met up with Mark Barber in Ephrata who led us to the grave of his mother Betty ( who died in November ). She was a dear friend of Carolyn and Navy WAVE also. It was a different sadder goodbye with this visit. Her son Mark was visibly touched that we brought flowers to pay our respects. Even if our vase was a McDonald's plastic cup.
Our lodging for the night was on the New Jersey side from New York City, which saved us about $100 a night (not staying in NYC). We had dinner at a place called Colonial Diner. When time came to pay for dinner, our hostess said there was no charge. That our meal was taken care of by our friend. It was an individual we had met outside the restaurant. We shared with him about our trip when he saw the signs on our car. What a special gesture to cover our meal when he had just met us. Speechless when I get an unexpected kindness like that out of the blue. 
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Day 4 -
August 4th, 2015 reflections : Today is our 3rd wedding anniversary. That's 36 Monthiversaries. Impaled on the horns of enjoying precious moments showing my Auntie Carolyn Langholz the time of her life, and wishing to have some private time with my spouse to reflect on 3 years of special memories.
It was every bit as amazing as I had imagined to see Falling Water. Pictures do not do justice to this architectural wonder. Got a workout pushing the wheelchair down the hill and back up again.
I waited til the last moment to find Terri an anniversary gift. Caught her drooling over a mantle clock in the Falling Water gift shop that was designed after a Frank Lloyd Wright window.
On the way to the Amish country of Intercourse, Pa., we found a covered bridge to get that romantic anniversary kiss moment.
Carolyn got to meet up with a high school boyfriend she hadn't seen since 1951. He kindly bought our dinner ( including shoe fly pie and woopie pies for later ). Carolyn scored a kiss before we parted too. Special thank you to Wayne's daughter Linda Berger for helping to make this meeting possible.
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DAY 3 -
August 3rd memories. I‘ve been to the Liberty Bell before in 1973 In my memory, it
was outside. Could that be right? Now it is indoors behind glass walls in a controlled
environment. It was special to see that gleam of patriotism in my Auntie Carolyn Langholz's eyes when she realized she was actually here. We got into the car and on the road and Carolyn asks, "Where are we going to next?" This was a pivotal moment for her. She Was showing Interest In the future. So encouraging to see this. On to western Pennsylvania where we led Carolyn away from her standby first choice of McDonald's. Tried a restaurant called Brady's and had the best reuben ever. Carolyn had the biggest fish filet, it was called the Moby Dick. Terri liked the fried onion
straws. The fried zucchini was superb. This place was a keeper. Got drenched after we ate, in a huge rainstorm, lightning took out the power at our lodge. The Log Cabin Inn and suites. Came back on at 11:07pm
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DAY 2 -

Nesting at the Motel 6 in Essington, Pa. That's four states down with 44 to go. Two days in the bank, and 105 more to come. 159 miles for the day, trip total 443 miles.
The most fascinating moment of the day was eating in a building that was here before the United States existed. Todays most inspirational moment came while I was lifting joy to the Lord in song, and my wife was in the moment too, as she grasped my hand and shared in the joy of worship with me. The most exasperating moment came when I saw a man and a child on a motorcycle traveling at high speed and dodging back and forth and in between traffic putting that innocent little girl in mortal danger.
One thing I want to share is the overwhelming presence of God in this journey. There are so many opportunities to see his hand in everything. What an awesome creator we have. It is true there is a lot of sadness in this world, but with the Lord there is so much hope and joy and beauty. Feeling so thankful to connect with so many precious people and see so many wonders.

— at Motel 6.
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 DAY 1 - How much can be packed into one day of memories ? From the subtle nuances of hearing a flute, or listening to a child describe what they know about George Washington, or holding the hand of a lifelong friend, or praying with cherished friends, or having a spicy shrimp boil served with cocktail sauce that will clear out your sinuses, or having a child lead me to the dumpster so I could discard a doggie doo, or sitting on a parking guardrail to enjoy a picnic only to discover several picnic areas withing a mile, or finding a watering station kindly placed for our four legged family members, or immersing ones self in the history of our founding fathers, or seeing a glorious sunrise, or sharing in the love of family and friends. Now there's a run on sentence for you, and it's only the end of day one. 106 days to go.