The Fourth Day of Vacay and More Word Doodles to Share

Yesterday was great fun. We traveled all over the countryside. I got to see a beautiful cemetery in Sheperdstown. And the bloodiest battle field in the Civil War called Bloody Lane. The cemetery at the site is beautiful and sad. At the battle site it is said that it was so bloody that the blood of the wounded and dead was inches deep.  There were thousands of bodies strewn everywhere. It was strange to stand on the site where so many men lost their lives. Where we stood there were bodies of young men underneath us. I was awestruck. I don’t understand war for one thing, but to be standing there in the quiet of the cemetery, you could just hear and feel the souls of those that died. They were tortured.

I met Tracy’s doodah doggies. I got mauled and love on by them. It was a good, good day. Now to share the rest of my silly word doodles that I wrote down on my drive to God’s country.

The song Landslide comes on. I will sing this song soon. With the kids singing harmonies.

My ears pop in the peaks and valleys.

Clouds still forming with thunderheads. Want a storm so badly.

Asshole in Beemer tailgates me. P!nk Stupid Girls on radio, (Pretty, will you fuck me girl, Turn around I’ll suck it girl) Flip off Beemer dude as he passes me.

Ipod unplugged.

Radio is set to Froggy 95 and Life is a Highway plays.

I’m heading through the Alleghany Mountain Tunnel with the biggest grin on my face. Life is a highway, I wanna ride it all night long.

She’s so Mean by Matchbox 20 comes on. It makes me giggle. Roger says it was written for me. I told him maybe, but you don’t need to hit me to make me cum. Har!

I make it to I70. Cross the Mason Dixon Line. Cross the Potomac and then I’m in West Virginia.

Berkeley Springs is like Charlevoix or Petosky in Up North Michigan. It’s beautiful.

And then I’m there. At our beautiful cabin, er house in the woods. I see Tracy and Curt. Tracy runs to me. I run to her. We don’t cry. We just gaze at one another in wonder. I haven’t seen her in 28 years, and she is just as beautiful. If not more. We hug, we laugh, we smile like idiots. All the while Curt stands on the balcony and takes pictures of us. What a beautiful journey this turned out to be.

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6 thoughts on “The Fourth Day of Vacay and More Word Doodles to Share

  1. Please forgive my absence. I’ve been MIA, working, trying to write in between. I always like your posts, you know that. I know that you like Dan the soldier’s site. Did you by any chance read the essay he wrote about his dad? I thought of you right away. You’d appreciate it. I always like when you reblog, reminds me of how bighearted you are. Will catch up.

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