We left Las Vegas a month before we needed to report to our next post in Vermont. One of the best things about life on the road is seeing loved ones all along the way. When we first headed out from Florida in May, 2012, we stopped to spend time visiting all across the country, but once arriving in the West, we roved around there until April, 2014 when we headed east again.
|Norman and Taunya|
Above are Norman and Taunya. Norman is a truck driver, as are all three of our sons. Richard and I drove truck for years in addition to our work as educators and time spent at other jobs. My father had trucks for a time, and Richard's brothers all drove truck, so it's sort of a family tradition.
Now, a peek at Norman's family. Drew is the oldest and the father of one daughter, Alejandra.
|Trudy and Daisy|
|Trudy and her children, Connor and Lana|
But Daisy's man Lewis is below and their two munchkins, Lydia and Dillon.
|Lewis, Daisy's hubby|
|Darel, Norman's son|
|Baylee, Candy and Olivia|
|Victor, our youngest great grandchild|
|Our son David|
So, we headed off across Wyoming stopping to sleep in a truck stop about half way to Denver. That is where the unexpected reared its ugly head and changed our plans big time... And that's where I'll leave us until I post the next blog in a day or two.