Spent last night In a roadside park ...

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Spent last night In a roadside park across the Perdenales from LBJ's ranch. The lady who maintains the park stopped by and we spent an hour or two visiting. She is an interesting person. She is also an Elmer Kelton fan and we talked about his books and how they make Texas history come alive. Gave her my email and website address.

Scott Bailey's wife called to let me know that Scott had passed yesterday around 3:15 pm. I will put together a New Orleans funeral for Scott. Lots of musicians want to play so we will send him off in style.

It is a wonderful morning, pleasantly cool with a fairly stiff breeze from the west. My New (to me) Toyota is just what I have always wanted. Pulls the casita as though it isn't even back there. It is a great feeling to know that I can turn in any direction and travel in comfort and with peace of mind. Max and I are really enjoying this little trip. I will go back to Round Rock today to make certain that Scott's funeral is handled, but I think that I can really get into this lifestyle.


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