“A SEED PLANTED”

BREAKS INTERSTATE PARK

VIRGINIA-KENTUCKY STATE LINE

Our Cottage

The Lodge

State Line Overlook

Pam and I left last Thursday morning for the Wright family reunion in Virginia.  I mentioned this reunion in an earlier post.  This was a reunion of her father’s family.  We drove 700 miles to Nashville on Thursday, spent the night, and picked up Lyndsey at the airport.  Then it was on to Breaks, Virginia, a distance of 360 miles.

I wanted to take a side trip off the interstate for lunch.  One of Pam’s uncles lives in Jonesborough, Tennessee and we had visited him a couple of times.  Johnson City is in the area and I thought we might find a good place to eat.  Pam and Lyndsey were charged with searching for a good restaurant with their cell phones.  They found a place to eat with the name of “Casbah.”  This was a “hole-in-the-wall” Italian restaurant.  When we found Casbah, it didn’t look like my definition of a restaurant, but it did look like a “hole-in-the-wall.”  MY KIND OF PLACE!!!  I ordered a lasagna and Pam and Lyndsey each ordered a dish I can’t remember nor pronounce the name.  But, the food was delicious.  If you have read my posts, you know that this side trip was what we call an “adventure.”  This is the fun in traveling, but some of our little adventures are often not fun….just different.

After lunch we headed to Breaks Interstate Park which is a real driving adventure.  After leaving the interstate highway, the distance is about 86 miles.  The highway is good for about 36 miles and the other 50 miles is crooked mountain roads….and narrow.  When we left the interstate, there was no cellphone reception and this also meant no GPS to talk me through the changes in highway every few miles.  I had downloaded maps from the internet and Lyndsey was assigned the task of keeping me on the right roads.  These roads will not allow the driver to read road maps while driving.

We arrived and checked into our cottage.  With no cellphone service, we are unable to contact any of the family.  Pam’s sisters did have a cottage next to ours.  After a short rest we went to the restaurant at the lodge and had dinner with many of the Wright family.

On Saturday we had registration, lunch, a time for entertainment, and visiting.  Part of the entertainment was singing hymns accompanied by piano, guitar, banjo, and mandolin.  Now for the “A Seed Planted” part of this story.  Pam’s Aunt Jack suffers from Alzheimer’s Disease and is also confined to a wheelchair.  She sat near the singing group.  I was visiting with Aunt Una and she told me Aunt Jack had sung every song and not missed a word.  Because of the Alzheimer’s, she couldn’t recall many things, but she knew the words of all the hymns.  I leaned over to Aunt Una and told her that what God planted, nothing could take away.  These “seeds” (hymns) had been planted since childhood and would forever live in her spirit.  When we take the time to look around us, we see the evidence of God’s Love and Grace.

We left on Sunday morning to get Lyndsey to the airport in Bristol, Tennessee.  She had a flight at 2:25 PM to a business meeting in Vail, Colorado.  Pam and I then drove to Meridian, Mississippi.  I had chosen Meridian to spend the night because there was a restaurant there that I wanted to eat lunch on Monday.  Pam and I had found Weidman’s Restaurant on one of our side adventures in 1982 and enjoyed it very much.

After lunch, we headed home.  I stopped for gas…Jackson, Mississippi I think.  Pam sighted the “Bee Hive Factory Outlet” and visited there while I got gas.  The “Bee Hive” was just their shipping location, but they told her to take the next exit for the main store.  So, we took the next exit for Pam to have a short adventure.  She found some rain boots and we were “on the road again.”

We made another detour at supper time.  During our evacuation from Hurricane Rita, we had found Rancho Grande in the small town of Timpson, Texas.  It has really good Mexican food and is operated by a Mexican family.  It was only about ten miles out of the way, so we made a little detour for supper.  We arrived home about 9:45 Monday night after driving about 2,400 miles.

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