Our last posting told you that we were headed for a family (Sandy's side) reunion. We arrived on Friday afternoon after stopping for a long break at a city park at Prairie Meadow in Minnesota. Then when we arrived at Spring Valley, I was informed that we had time to stop so that I could get a haircut (which I had been resisting). So with no more excuses, I was forced to comply.
The barber in town is an interesting character. His main occupation is being a barber, but he has numerous other interests to take care of the slack time For starters, he repairs clocks, all kinds. He has a mount so that he can work on grand father clock innards outside of the case. Then I noticed a rack of zippers. He repairs (replaces) zippers on coats and other items. To do that he has a heavy duty sewing machine. While I was sitting in the chair, a lady brought in a chain saw to get the blade sharpened. (He asked her to take it home and bring in only the chain.) With all of those sidelines, he was still a decent barber!
I should mention that he has been in business for 42 years and loves it. I shouldn't complain, but he also only charges $10, probably the same as when he started. Considering the prices of everything else, I couldn't complain if he raised his price a buck or two.
We'll save our comments on the how the reunion went until tomorrow. It was great.
After the reunion was over this afternoon, Sandy and I headed back to the farm near Williamsburg. It was only a 180 miles, but it seemed to take us a long time to get here. Of course, we stopped at Walmart to fuel up the beast and get a few groceries. (It was a thirsty beast also.) Tomorrow both daughters show up for the week. That will liven up this motorhome.