Sunday 9/19/10 we drove 48 mile to Willow Lakes RV & Golf Resort, which we are working with and spent the night, meeting with the sales staff and taking photos. We are preparing to build some great model Port-Homes there. These are small 500–1,200 sq. ft. homes with an RV “port”; carport or garage.
Monday 9/20/10 we drove 107 mile to Florida Grande RV Resort to look at their Grand Suites – small 12 X 36 coach houses that were really decked out. Amy and Bruce Hagen did a great job designing and building these.
Monday afternoon 9/20/20 we drove 48 miles to Orange Lake RV & Golf Resort to see old friends: Bobby Harrell and his wife Tamara Weaver Harrell. I graduated from Dan McCarty High School in 1970 with Bobby and Tamara (hard to not call her Tammy but she calls me Richard instead of Dick so I’ll keep trying) graduated a year behind us with the class of 71. We had a great time telling old stories and more than one or two lies. The Harrell’s are Full-times, have sold their home and traveled for the past 5 years in their motor coach. Tuesday the 21st we all drive to Cedar Key Florida 60 miles west of Gainesville (Go Gators) to a sleepy fishing village where I spent 18 months of my tour of duty in the Coast Guard.
Wednesday 9/22/10 it was a 175 mile drive to Silver Palms RV Resort, another Resort client, to meet with the sales staff and interview a potential Resort Host.
Thursday 9/23/10 another 65 mile clicked away on the old odometer as we drove to The Glenn at Whisper Creek another resort client to inspect the construction of the new signs, site markers and street signs and another interview. Spent Friday there working with the techs to computerize their resort in preparation for the 2010-11 season.
Saturday 9/25/10 another 113 miles to Jensen Beach to meet with Cindie McNeil Heavner and her husband Heav. Cindie and I also graduated together. A great time was had by all. We dropped the coach off in the parking lot of the Sam’s Club, and the four of us had a great lunch at Shrimper – While the Grouper Rubin left a bit to be desired the clam chowder, sourdough bread and excellent atmosphere on the open air deck dockside was wonderful. And the company does not get any better than Cindie and Heav.
Saturday afternoon it was a pleasant 15 mile ramble up A-1-A from Jensen to Ft. Pierce which have not driven in years, past the beach I worked as a lifeguard in 69-70 and smiled as we past the loud festivities at Archie’s on south beach Ft. Pierce. We swung the coach inland to US1 jogging around the Ft. Pierce inlet and then back to A-1-A on North Beach to see an old friend Greg (Grego) Simmons one of the old kids from the class of 69 (the year before me). Grego has not changed a bit. It was good seeing him.
Then it was another 52 miles to our peaceful seaside home in Melbourne Beach. The trip was fun but a bit bitter-sweet, since it was the first road trip since losing my best buddy, Sarg. Sarg my beagle was my sidekick for 15 year and he is really missed. I went into the backyard when we got home and told him about the trip. I think he was happy for us.
Richard and Joan Parker - Seeing America at Eye-Level
