AWESOME GEORGE'S FINAL RESTING PLACE

LOCAL LLAMAS STEPHANIE AND HENRY EARLY THIS
MORNING

In my opinion, it was the nicest weather morning we've had this year so far.  I marveled at the refreshing coolness when I stepped out of the house into Wednesday's clear morning air.  At last, we were going to have a comfortable outside day.  Less than a minute after rolling out of our driveway we cleared our Park's encompassing forest and right away I was awestruck by the beauty of big fleecy cloud patterns against mornings early sky.   Instantly I knew Pheebs and I had a destination.  A destination that has been in the back of my mind since last winter.  It was a familiar Mennonite cemetery nearly 90 miles away and only a few miles east of my old home town of Tavistock, Ontario.  A cemetery I hadn't been to for many decades.

JUST A GRAND MORNING FOR A COUNTRY DRIVE

I have relatives and friends buried there and Aunt Jean in Florida mentioned a few months back, if I ever get down to that cemetery again could I take some tombstone photos of our past family members.  Don't know if I ever mentioned it before but my Grandmother on my Mother's side was Mennonite (Steinman) and came from the Zurich Ontario area. But there was another reason for me going to this particular cemetery and it had been on my mind for the past few months to go there as soon as we had a nice day free of heat and humidity.  Turns out, today was that day.

Pheebs and I were on the road shortly after 8 a.m. heading east.  Picked up some gas and coffee to go in Clinton then took a road paralleling the north side of Highway 8.  This was an old favorite route of mine back in my Stratford Airport days.  Bouncing off the northwest corner of Stratford we continued east until we reached a crossroads north of Shakespeare Ontario with a little country church on the southwest corner.  Turned right and stopped at the churchyard.  Nice spot for a Pheebs break.  We also walked over to look at a tombstone.  Some may remember my story back in 2011 called 'The Lamp'Part 1 & 'The Lamp' Part 2.  Key to the story was a kindly man by the name of Dayton Appel.  He is buried here and we dropped by to say Hello and Thankyou.

A LITTLE COUNTRY CHURCH NORTH OF SHAKESPEARE ONTARIO

DAYTON APPEL

Continuing our journey south in the direction of Tavistock we skirted around the east side of town and headed for a road called the 16th line.  This whole area is where I grew up so everything was familiar to me except for how the ravages of time have altered old familiar memories.  It was shortly before 10 when we arrived at the East Zorra Mennonite Church,  The little church on a once graveled road I remembered from many years ago was much bigger now and the dusty old gravel road has turned to pavement.

ARRIVING AT THE EAST ZORRA MENNONITE CHURCH

I ONCE KNEW A NUMBER OF THOSE PEOPLE OVER THERE

PARKED THE JEEP AT THE BACK OF THE CEMETERY

AWESOME STORM CLOUDS PASSING BY

With nobody around, I parked the Jeep near a pile of dirt at the southeast corner of the cemetery.  I could see right away the section where the recent internments were and I wasn't long in finding who I was looking for.  There was no tombstone there yet, only a recently poured concrete base with a last name hastily scrawled in the once fresh cement.  It was one of four new cement bases and the final one I looked at held the last name of the fellow I was looking for.  This is where fellow Blogger, RV'er, and friend, George Yates from Our Awesome Travels has been laid to rest.  Here in this quiet little Mennonite cemetery in southwestern Ontario, Canada.  I didn't get to see George in his final days and I didn't make it to his funeral but I knew I would make it to his final resting place.  What a beautiful morning it was to be there standing beside George's plot with my thoughts and memories of him.

THAT'S GEORGE'S FINAL RESTING PLACE IN THE FOREGROUND

GEORGE, LEFT FOREGROUND

I THINK PHEEBS SENSED GEORGE'S PRESENCE

WITHOUT ME SAYING ANYTHING TO HER SHE DECIDED TO LAY RIGHT HERE BESIDE GEORGE

WITH A PROMISE TO RETURN WE SAID 'SEE YA DONE THE ROAD'GEORGE' AND HEADED BACK TO THE JEEP

AWESOME GEORGE AT OUR HOUSE IN CONGRESS ARIZONA

I never did find my ancestors although Pheebs and I walked that whole cemetery looking and looking.  The lettering of many of the older tombstones have not withstood the test of time very well and are unreadable.  I saw so many other stones with the names of people I once knew.  Old school chums, childhood friends, and many acquaintances from around my old home town of Tavistock and the surrounding countryside.  And I had one more cemetery to stop at.

I think it was around 10:30 when I bade farewell to George with a promise to return with my camera when his stone is in place.   Pheebs and I headed for the nearby village of Tavistock.  It had been three or four years since I was last there and I was in for a shock.  Couldn't believe all the new housing in the villages east end.  And the traffic!!  It was no longer the quiet little village I had grown up in back in the late 40's, 50's, and early 60's.  Taking a short drive around town my head was on a swivel with so many old memories fighting for my attention.  Pheebs and stopped at the town's Sub Shoppe for a 6" Tuna sub.  Our first one in almost two years since they jumped the prices way up.  From there it was a last stop at another cemetery in Tavistock's southwest end where my Grandma & Grandpa, Mother, step-Father, and Uncle are buried, as well as more friends and acquaintances.  More thoughts and more memories as I walked around the cemetery reading and remembering names.  It was 11:30 when I finally left the cemetery, nosed the Jeep around, and set a westerly course for home.  It had been quite an emotional morning but what a beautiful morning to be out and about with one's thoughts of past friends, family members, and many acquaintances along the way from days gone by.

HERE'S PHEEBS AND I SHARING A SUB IN TAVISTOCK THIS MORNING

'HEY DAD, LET'S NOT FORGET THAT SHARING PART'

THESE ARE MY FAMILY MEMBERS WHO WERE SO INSTRUMENTAL IN MY GROWING UP

ADJACENT TO THE CEMETERY IS TAVISTOCK'S OLD PUBLIC SCHOOL (NOW A NURSING HOME FACILITY) WHERE NOT ONLY I WENT TO SCHOOL BUT ALSO MY MOTHER, AUNT JEAN, AND UNCLES TED, FRED, AND HARRY ATTENDED SCHOOL HERE AS WELL

ON THE WAY HOME I NOTICED THESE TWO SKALLY-WAGS WERE UP TO SOMETHING

YEP, THEY WERE SNITCHING SOME SNACKS OFF THE OLD HAY WAGON

GROANER'S CORNER:((  Sam had proposed to young Lisa and was being interviewed by his prospective father-in-law.  "Do you think you are earning enough to support a family?" the older man asked the suitor.

"Yes, sir," replied Sam, "I am."  "Well," said Lisa's father, "think carefully now. There are six of us."

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Q: Why are men like computers?

A: As soon as you commit to one, you realize that if you'd waited a little longer you couldn't have gotten a better model!

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People don't like to look dumpy in their own photos, which is why a local professional photographer gets a lot of requests asking him to retouch photos. You know, erase the crow's-feet, lop off the 'love handles' -- that sort of thing.
Therefore, he wasn't surprised when one woman, pointing to a family portrait, asked him, "Can you take thirty pounds off me?" until she added, "and put it on my sister?"

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Hey Wiz, doesn't that car salesman look like the late Fred Ashton.  I took the photo below at the little churchyard north of Shakespeare this morning.

NICE TO HAVE A PROJECT GOING ON WHEN ONE FEELS LIKE HAVING A PROJECT GOING ON

A CLEMATIS FLOWER IN OUR YARD

With a cool cloudy start to the day, I had myself a productive morning going on until Old Sol came dancing out of the clouds, heated up the already damp air, and sent me scrambling into the house.  Of course, Pheebs and I started our day earlier in the usual manner with a Jeep ride.  Rolling out about 8:30 we were home again about 9:30.

SIDING IS ALMOST COMPLETE ON THE TIM HORTON COFFEE SHOP/CONVENIENCE STORE

HEADING OUT OF THE BAYFIELD HARBOR TO DO SOME EARLY MORNING FISHING

THIS GREEN BUG EYED PORSHE IS STILL HANGING OUT IN BAYFIELD

CLOVER

A MIX OF QUEEN ANNE'S LACE AND BLUE CHICORY

Kelly was already busy sorting and carrying out kitchen things to the RV.  It's always a good sign when I see Kelly carrying out stuff.  I busied myself washing and cleaning a number of plastic bins which will be used for storing things both inside the rig and outside in the one larger storage bin we have.  Because of the morning's cooler air, I resumed Winnie's exterior washing and polishing as well.  It's nice to have a project going on when one feels like having a project going on.  Weather permitting of course.  

STARTING TO SEE A FEW SHINY SPOTS

TRYING OUT A FEW BIN COMBINATIONS

About mid-afternoon winds picked up blowing in cooler air so under cloudy skies Pheebs and set out for a walk back through the forest to have us a look at the on-going road construction.  

FACING WEST WITH THE CREEK GULLEY BEHIND ME

TURNING AROUND FACING EAST I AM ATOP A 20' PILE OF SANDY CLAY WAITING TO BE BULLDOZED DOWN INTO THAT HOLLOW TO BUILD UP THE ROAD

ON THE OTHER SIDE NOW LOOKING BACK AND NOTICE MY FOOTPRINTS COMING DOWN THAT BIG PILE OF SANDY CLAY

Had been at least a couple weeks since we were last out for a comfortable afternoon walk.  No Deer Flys today.

GROANER'S CORNER:((  You might be a redneck if...

- Motel 6 turns off the lights when they see you coming

- There are more dishes in your sink than in your cabinets.

- You think a turtleneck is a key ingredient in soup.
- You've ever stood in line to get your picture taken with a freak of nature.
- Your anniversary present was getting the septic tank pumped.
- Your local ambulance has a trailer hitch.
- You watch cartoons long after your kids get bored.
-You think the French Riviera is a foreign car.
-You think you are an entrepreneur because of the "Dirt for Sale" sign in the front yard.
-You're still scalping tickets after the concert is over.

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A donkey had an IQ of 186. He had no friends at all though because even in the animal kingdom, nobody likes a smart-ass!

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Dad, will you help me with my homework?"
"I'm sorry," replied the father. "It wouldn't be right."  "Well, " said the boy, "at least you could try."

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