First of April 2016
After dinner, I returned to Granny’s place after dark to camp out that night on the grounds because of all the equipment that was laid out for the taking. I first attempted to sleep in the parachute tent, but it was too warm to be comfortable. With my sleeping bag in hand, I moved to the front porch of the old house. Not long after retiring, I small rain shower came in. It reminded of my childhood days when I recalled the rain hitting the tin roof of the old house. There is nothing like it. I rested the night.
Here are some photos that capture the setting for the reunion.
Saturday, May 28, 2016 Nighttime
What was to follow after this break was a nighttime wiener roast and sharing time around the campfire. My brothers, Mike and Ricky talked it over and felt it would not be good to use the huge piled- up limbs surrounded by concrete blocks as the campfire. Instead, their plan was to use a small campfire off to the side with some old logs that were at mother’s. They took daddy’s truck to haul the small logs, and set up a much smaller campfire, using some of the concrete blocks.