Back under the bus, boys

While I’ve been running around town this week, my hard working husband has been intent on installing airbags under the rear of the bus. While it’s not anything he’s ever done before, at least his engineering and manufacturing experience is a real asset on this project. Last spring when the church in Tucson was throwing away a large white board after the rummage sale, LeRoy picked it up and it is now hanging on the wall of our building, covered with the “blueprints” and specs for the work he’s doing. He’s been designing and welding parts like a pro!

Our friends Wilbur and Laura Bradbury spent several days with their beautiful purple Prevost here at our acre this week while visiting family and we had a great time with them. They left mid-week, meandering their way back toward Yuma for the winter.

purple prevost bradbury

Our major news of the week is that our rental house is under contract! Closing will be October 16 and we couldn’t be happier. Now we’re taking applications to rent the house our granddaughter vacated when she got married and we have some promising leads. I’ll keep you posted!

Speaking of the granddaughter, Jordan and husband Marc have been on their honeymoon this week…in the Bahamas! There they were joined by Hurricane Joaquin, who I don’t think was very good company. It looks as if today was to be sunny and calm, just in time for them to fly home. That’s a honeymoon experience they will talk about for many, many years!

One of the joys of being back in the Wichita area is scheduled doctor and dentist visits. I had a mammogram a week ago and got a call-back for more pictures this week but everything was fine. Guess that part of my anatomy is just photogenic! This week we see our dentist for routine visits and later this month, our “wellness checks” with our doctor. I guess we’re of an age now when a physical can be done without touching the patient. Answer the questions and get your flu shot and that’s about all that entails. Fortunately, we are well and we have a terrific doctor to take care of us if we aren’t.

Fall has arrived in our part of Kansas and we’ve turned off the air conditioners and rearranged furniture to have our electric fireplace available. Seasonal clothing (long sleeves and pants) has come out of the tub we carry for that purpose and my white clothes and shorts (but not LeRoy’s!) have gone back in. This morning I woke up with the lyrics to September Song running through my head. “Oh it’s a long, long while from May to December, but the days grow short when you reach September.” Here we are in October, with Daylight Savings Time nearing an end, and the days are already noticeably shorter. Overnight temperatures will soon be cool enough for the heavier comforter and before you know it, the bus will need to be ready to roll toward Arizona. Back under the bus, LeRoy!

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One Response to Back under the bus, boys

  1. Marcile Crandall says:

    I enjoy riding along on your adventures. No one without a “Leroy” in the family should attempt it, l am thinking. Happy trails, and say hello to my son when you see him.

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