I like preparing for a trip. The past week has been filled with frantic movements so my life is in order when I embark on this three-week odyssey, but as of last night as the work load lessened I began to get excited about the moment I walk out the door with my luggage and step into my friend, Tamara's, car for the ride to the Jacksonville airport.
Before we take off on Route 66 on Monday I head to a family reunion with Anna in South Haven, Michigan. I'm staying with my long-time buddy Linda Miazga during the weekend when 30 members of the Camburn family descend on this beach resort town in southwestern Michigan. Linda and I met in 1973 at Crystal Lake in the upper part of the mitten of Michigan. Although neither of us remember the weekend very well, the memory stuck enough for us to become best friends while enrolled in the same psychology class in early 1974. Another friend, Karen, will be there too and I met her through Linda and another mutual friend. It's been a long, happy 34 years of friendship. We've gone from silly high school girls to focused wives and mothers to crazy single (i.e. w/o children) women. It is fitting this journey starts with them.
Now the family is another story for another blog.
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Meeting Pat was like meeting my soul sister. However I remember a little more about that weekend than she does. We were at Silver Lake sand dunes--north of Muskegon. The whole town was descended upon by hundreds of teenagers all trying to change the world. It was all about peace and loving your brother. It was fun and crazy. It however was not about Crystal Lake and Sleeping Bear dunes.
HA! I do remember the bumper to bumper cars and walking miles for no reason. I think I spent the weekend mostly in an altered state.
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