Friday, 17 January 2025

Friday morning feeling torn.

         I finished the sign for Doris 

Crooked Hook RV resort has been great, people friendly, weather mostly good, compared to what's happening across the country, the amount of options available here are many, cards Polly and I both really like, along with dinner's combined here, under the guise of casserole night, or soup and salad event. 

I've made a few good friends, along with many interesting people here, most from the east of USA and Canada. I'm the kinda guy who's always wondering why this? how come that? W5 of life I'm thinking, Who, What, Where, When and Why of a story. The story I'm thinking is just about other's experience from where they have come. 

There is a guy here I've had a few conversations with, Bill is his name. We had a few good talks at cards, he's always joking, and Polly she likes that, a long with his blue eyes 👀. Anyway the other day on my morning walk I stopped by his place and yaked him up as I can and do with many people. 

This yak was especially good, as I got to see similarities in us, he's had a very ruff start out in being in the service, but as I see with him, he takes it all in stride. He was based in Wyoming, a rugged place, close to the nuclear missile base, I didn't ask too many questions about that, but I did learn he was also management at the Ford factory for many years, and learn much during this time. 

I told him of my union involvement in the workplaces I worked in, and this became an interesting subject, as we both have our experience in the job's that we needed to do, and how we managed to make out with people. Our conversation was very good, I was happy to have stopped in, as Bill was, we just kinda hit it off. 

Yesterday I was on my walk again, and who do I see as I rounded the corner, Bill and his two dogs, he takes them for walks without himself having to walk, I smile about this, but I'm not sure his physical condition, but he'd had whatever was going around here last week, and now has bronchitis, so medicine will help he says, but still he isn't really "up to snuff" as the saying goes. 

So I said"ok if I join you for a ride?" "Sure" he said, I jumped in to his golf cart, and off we went, dogs sniff and pee, and us yaking. 

Bill does like I do, says "Hi" to everyone as we passed by, and we'd yak away, I really can't tell ya all we talked about, but it was so darn relaxing, I'm going to do again I'm sure. 

No big discovery here, just something that I enjoyed here, besides the cards, pool, dinners, so much to do, so much that I just don't have to do anything, or I can be busy every moment. Nice to have this option, feeling quite fortunate here at Crooked Hook. 

Played poker last night, I get to do that twice a week, was a fun game as per every time I go. So many different personalities, and all just enjoying the game, without the heavy push on the dollar value, well Quarters really 😄

Yep, I'm really enjoying this best I can, truck is still held up, but injectors on there way here, hopefully will be all good on reinstall this time. One of those mysteries in life, I'm always hopeful that everything will work out, with a backup plan if that doesn't. Will know for sure by the end of next week.

Getting light out now, I can see the suns light on the clouds out front, so many today I'll walk a little early, as I've finished my coffee ☕ already. 

Settled in is how I'd describe my feeling now. One of the guy's came late to poker last night, he was pig 🐖 hunting, wild pigs here, shot two he says, going to have a pig roast he says. I'm interested, but not something I want to do, just interested in what it's all about. My desire to shoot and or kill something diminished long ago. A fish, sure, but an animal, warm to touch, I'm not really up for. I did it, hunted deer, but last one I shot was a doe, they were in season, just decided after that I'm not up for it. 

Yep, off for a walk now, get my muscles moving now. Polly will be up by the time I get home. 

I really do Love ❤️ this Life ❤️