We flew to
Ireland in early May as Adele had a College reunion; 16 of her college pals
spent 3 nights in Faithlegg House Hotel a former Manor House in a beautiful
setting on the Suir River near Waterford City in the southeastern part of Ireland
surrounded by a golf course. Adele’s Mother came from this part of the country so
Adele has many childhood memories of this area. Tom joined the reunion for the
last evening after having visited his 93 year old Mother, his brothers and
cousins in Cork. The following day both of us visited the Waterford museum
where, among other artifacts, we viewed 450 year old Priest Vestments which are
in perfect condition after having being hidden in double metal boxes and buried
under the floor of the church when the priests heard that Cromwell was coming to
Ireland in 1640. These vestments, made of silk and gold were woven in Venice
and elaborately embroidered with biblical scenes in Florence; they are magnificent
and are an unheralded Irish treasure.
On our visits
we stay with Tom's brother Jack and his wife Esther; they make us feel so
welcome we are reluctant to leave. We’re looking forward to having them visit
us in Saint Augustine next spring. While in Dublin Tom held an early birthday
party at his tennis club for family and close friends; we had a private room
with a bar and balcony overlooking the tennis courts – and, the sun shone! In
fact, we were blessed with good weather for the majority of our time in Ireland.
The following
day we traveled to England to spend a few weeks at our daughter Jennifer's
family home where Tom celebrated his actual birthday with a backyard barbeque in
glorious sunshine surrounded by his (English) family and friends. Tom’s surprise
present was the arrival of granddaughter Sairsha with Mom Leslie and Dad Cearull
from California…not a dry eye in the house! Okay, so what was special about this
birthday? 70 years! Yes, Tom cannot believe it either!
Now we’re back in Rambling Rover heading north to the Canadian Maritimes; our journey will take us through South and North Carolina, Virginia, Maryland (we plan on visiting Ocean City where Jennifer and her friend Susan spent a summer working at the Spinnaker restaurant), Delaware, Pennsylvania, New Jersey, New York, Massachusetts, New Hampshire and Maine; for another visit with Eileen and Carl. Adele has just finished reading Bill Bryson's book "The Lost Continent” relating his trip around the US in the 80’s; some of his observations are so true - one Adele thought really funny was that if one stood on two telephone books anywhere in the Midwest you could see for a thousand miles in all directions. Another which we know is true is that when one drives on minor roads, signs are few and far apart; then suddenly you are shot out onto an interstate highway with so many signs one can't read them all. Imagine the following signs 95 North/187 South/20 East; lane ends in 100 feet, speed limit 70 mph, next exit Floribunda, next rest stop 102 miles, food and lodging next exit. And…one had better know exactly where one is heading because there’s no quarter given; trucks and cars go whizzing by; all madly rushing to where they should have been an hour ago!
All the while
we ramble along at a safe and leisurely 60/65 mph! Now we’re back in Rambling Rover heading north to the Canadian Maritimes; our journey will take us through South and North Carolina, Virginia, Maryland (we plan on visiting Ocean City where Jennifer and her friend Susan spent a summer working at the Spinnaker restaurant), Delaware, Pennsylvania, New Jersey, New York, Massachusetts, New Hampshire and Maine; for another visit with Eileen and Carl. Adele has just finished reading Bill Bryson's book "The Lost Continent” relating his trip around the US in the 80’s; some of his observations are so true - one Adele thought really funny was that if one stood on two telephone books anywhere in the Midwest you could see for a thousand miles in all directions. Another which we know is true is that when one drives on minor roads, signs are few and far apart; then suddenly you are shot out onto an interstate highway with so many signs one can't read them all. Imagine the following signs 95 North/187 South/20 East; lane ends in 100 feet, speed limit 70 mph, next exit Floribunda, next rest stop 102 miles, food and lodging next exit. And…one had better know exactly where one is heading because there’s no quarter given; trucks and cars go whizzing by; all madly rushing to where they should have been an hour ago!
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