Retirement

A Rare and Perfect Day of Honor and Reflection

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “All It’s Cracked Up to Be.” Tell us about a time when everything actually turned out exactly as you’d hoped.

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I was slightly anxious to be driving alone through a strange city,hauling my tiny camper, watching for road signs and listening to Siri’s annoying GPS voice directing me to the Chickamauga Battlefield.  Anxious because the previous day I got stuck on the top of Lookout Mountain and was rescued by angels – but I’ve already told that story.

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The morning was perfect; no clouds, in the low 70’s, sunny and bright.  I drove through Chattanooga without mishap arriving safely at the Chickamauga Battlefield and Chattanooga National Military Park. I pulled into a perfect parking space for the camper (meaning I didn’t have to back out) and had wonderful ingress and egress to parking throughout my tour.

I entered the museum as the award winning film depicting the battles on Lookout Mountain and Missionary Ridge began.  “The Campaign for Chattanooga: Death Knell of the Confederacy” is a haunting film of the men from rural farms and small towns who fought and died at the Battle of Chickamauga. Their dashed hopes and broken dreams as the Civil War raged is profoundly sad and thought provoking.

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General Rosecrans commanded the Union Army of the Cumberland and General Bragg commanded the Confederate Army of Tennessee

I was given a map to the Chickamauga Battlefield that features a 7 mile self-guided auto tour, monuments, historical tablets, hiking trails and horse trails. As I drove from site to site I was struck by the number of people touring the battlefield; young people on motorcycles, retirees, the aged with walkers, and families with children. 300B8D1A-1DD8-B71C-07163CE398CD7C8D-largeI was touched by the beauty of the site and the interest and respect shown by the visitors.

The battlegrounds and roads have been maintained in their original state even to the placement of the cannon and surviving structures. Only brush removal is allowed. As I enjoyed the perfect weather and the beautifully maintained historic park, I reflected on how time can erase the physical scars to the landscape but we must maintain the memory of the battles. It is easy to forget that the Revolutionary War forming the United States had been fought only 87 years before.

A short 152 years ago, over a two day period in September 1863, this beautiful park saw 16,000 Union and 18,000 Confederate casualties, making Chickamauga the second bloodiest battle of the war after Gettysburg.  That’s 34,000 soldiers wounded or killed in two days.  Keep in mind that these battles were fought face-to-face, hand-to-hand with soldiers seeing and sometimes recognizing the faces of their adversaries.

I am grateful for the hours I spent honoring all the Civil War heroes who fought in this corner of Tennessee.  The day was everything I hoped for.

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Here He Comes to Save the Day, Mighty Mouse is on the Way!

 Daily Prompt – Me Time  What’s your ideal Saturday morning? Are you doing those things this morning? Why not?

 

        Mr. Trouble never hangs around, when he hears this mighty sound,  “Here I come to save the day!” That means that Mighty Mouse is on the way! 

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What could be better than watching Mighty Mouse on Saturday morning and eating dry cereal out of the box?  Tom and Jerry, Heckle and Jeckle, Chip and Dale, Betty Boop, Popeye, the Road Runner, Sky King and Roy Rogers.  Those were happy days.

RoadrunnerMy dad worked out of town.  He arrived home Friday night after our bedtime, so Saturday morning was quiet time until he awoke.  Then there were hugs and kisses, playtime, pancakes and chocolate milk, and lots of surprises.  My sister and I were little spoiled princesses because our mother was dead so we were given the world on the weekend when Daddy was home.

tom and jerrySaturday morning was the prelude to an entire day of pleasure; just Daddy, my sister and me.  We formed our own magical Technicolor universe until Sunday night when he had to catch his plane and we were left alone again with our cold, demanding nanny for another black and white week.

When my children were small the cartoons changed but not the Saturday morning mood.  We’d sit on the floor in front of the tv with pillows and blankets, making forts and playing with Barbies while watching Fraggle Rock, Huckleberry Hound, Josie and the Pussycats, and the Smurfs.  Sometimes our neighbors and their kids would come over to watch cartoons with us.  We’d laugh, talk, play and drink Bloody Marys and chocolate milk.

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This morning I woke up and went for a  walk then came home and did laundry, paid the bills, cleaned the kitchen, chemically treated the toilet and water tanks in the camper and changed the bed linens. “But aren’t you retired?” you ask.

Sure, but for the past six weeks I’ve been traveling and having entirely too much fun with my grandkids (is that possible?), watching cartoons and videos and having adventures, so I had to give up this Saturday morning to get my black and white world back on track.

Now I’ll be free for another month to watch cartoons, eat dry cereal and drink Bloody Marys during my Technicolor Saturday mornings.

 

 

 

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No More S’mores! (a 5-year old’s first camping adventure)

Roasting marshmallows over a campfire, then placing the blackened goo on a piece of chocolate between two graham crackers; the hot marshmallow melting the chocolate … the iconic image of camping with kids.  We couldn’t wait to make them with Rebekah, our 5-year old granddaughter on her first ever overnight camping trip.  She assured us she loves s’mores … well, except for the marshmallows … maybe hold the graham crackers …. o.k. …  just give her the damn chocolate!

We camped at Koreshan Historic Site State Park in Estero, Florida between Fort Myers and Naples on Florida’s west coast.

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I’m Supposed To Be Retired So Why Am I So Busy?

Once again I am running behind on my Blogging 101 assignments.  I spent three hours catching up yesterday and can’t figure out how I’m behind already.

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Got up this morning and made the coffee

Fed the cat

Fed the cat

Went for a 2-mile walk along the Peace River

Went for a 2-mile walk along the Peace River

Had coffee with my husband

Had coffee with my husband

Husband & I planned the rest of our day

Reviewed schedules & to-do lists with husband

Made breakfast & cleaned the kitchen

Made breakfast & cleaned the kitchen

Got my hair cut

Got my hair cut

Paid the bills

Paid the bills

Worked on customer quilts on my long arm machine

Completed a customer’s quilt on my long arm machine

Cocktail hour(s)

Cocktail hour(s)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

No pix of my visit to the doctor, preparing dinner and cleaning the kitchen (again), phone calls with quilting customers, kids & other business.  But I did spend time on Blogging 101, making comments and I worked on my header photos, got my Blogging 101 badge correctly posted and other odds & ends.  Oh, I also watched a couple of past episodes of “Game of Thrones”.

As  Lewis Carroll said, “The hurrier I go, the behinder I get.” Geez, I know how that poor White Rabbit felt!

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