by Jeanne Crampton
Wed., July 11, 2012
Wed., July 11, 2012
Hey - what are we going to do about the foul-mouthed, elected women who use words in public like "vagina" and "vasectomy?" Restrict their ability to speak, according to the Republican-led, Michigan House of Representatives. Can't lower our standards, although probably 50% of House members use the "F" word at least once a week. Back in the 70s, when my daughters were approaching the age when sex reared its head, we were constantly adjured, as parents, to learn the proper nouns for body parts. We were even given lists of proper usage, just in case our upbringing hadn't been inclusive of the desired language. Seems like the Dark Ages are rolling around again!
Don't forget to vote in the primary election on August 7! Because the Manistee County Conservation District (in existence for 70 years) lost its state funding 4 years ago, a small, dedicated, millage for their use will be on the ballot, to expire in 5 years. The amount is 8 cents per $1,000 of taxable value, or about $4-10 per year, depending on the property value. Manistee County is green today, because of reforestation programs back in the 30s and 40s that were implemented greatly through the seedling sales by the Conservation District. Please vote "yes" on the millage!
Mon., May 28, 2012
Mon., May 28, 2012
And here's Jeanne:
Home again, home again! Left Baja on April 24, stopped in Yuma, no trouble at the border. No trouble going or coming - the "bad" people just aren't in the Baja. Too bad the U.S. media can't distinguish between mainland Mexico and the Baja peninsula.
Recuperated at San Filipe from open-heart surgery February 14 to April 24, did a lot of walking as prescribed by Mayo Clinic and read a lot of trashy books. The cats (Gracie and Cookie) and I slept in a number of truck stops on the way home, now that we travel in the Road Trek, a 1988 Dodge AMC 250 van, a self-contained RV.
We spent one night in a motel in Tulsa, Oklahoma, when weather looked "tornado-ish." Also spent nights in Joplin, Missouri welcome station and Arizona rest stops. However, in the Michigan welcome station, I was threatened with a ticket if I spent the night! I could understand if we had dragged out a tent and started a fire. Another example of "don't ask, don't tell." From the outside, the van looks like a panel truck.
Recuperated at San Filipe from open-heart surgery February 14 to April 24, did a lot of walking as prescribed by Mayo Clinic and read a lot of trashy books. The cats (Gracie and Cookie) and I slept in a number of truck stops on the way home, now that we travel in the Road Trek, a 1988 Dodge AMC 250 van, a self-contained RV.
We spent one night in a motel in Tulsa, Oklahoma, when weather looked "tornado-ish." Also spent nights in Joplin, Missouri welcome station and Arizona rest stops. However, in the Michigan welcome station, I was threatened with a ticket if I spent the night! I could understand if we had dragged out a tent and started a fire. Another example of "don't ask, don't tell." From the outside, the van looks like a panel truck.
I was amused at the truck stops by the number of big, burly truck drivers walking their tiny dog companions. Cross-country driving is a lonely profession. I'm glad the truck folks have found soulmates to share their cabs.
Thurs., May 3, 2012
Jeanne is back home from her short trip to Baja and will have a few thoughts to share soon.
Fri., Feb 10, 2012
Jeanne has made it to Arizona in just over a week, after pausing for a new compressor in Whitehall and a stop in Highland, Illinois to visit family friends. At night, she's been nestled between tanker rigs (milk on one side, oil on the other). We'll let Jeanne tell you more soon in her own words.
Thurs., Feb. 2, 2012
This morning our North Shore columnist, Jeanne Crampton, roared off in her camper van, southbound. It’s Jeanne’s 20thyear heading to Baja , Mexico . Here are a few excerpts from her annual letter. We’ll have some squibs over the coming weeks about 20 years of snowbirding, the true perils of Mexico and practical tips for dealing with out-of-town vehicle repairs. --Eds.
I have been writing this letter for the last 4 months, in one form or another, and the time has finally come to get something on paper before everyone thinks I am dead. As some of you know, the narrowing of my aortic valve finally caught up with me last spring and I had open heart surgery at Mayo Clinic on Oct . 7 for its replacement with a pig valve. I had been warned 10 years or so ago that it was coming, but I figured I’d be gone by the time it came to pass. Nada! Things went well and I have now recovered to a point where they say I’m good to go to Baja.
I'm hoping to get out of here by end of January. The trip down last year was messy. Windstar minivan motor conked out in Deming, N. Mexico, ended up renting a truck, going to Yuma with cargo and two cats. Bought a 1988 “Road Trek” (Dodge body) which did well until going home in April (new fuel pump, etc). Great fun!
I wasn’t feeling too great, and after checking in at Mayo, determined it was time for surgery. Managed to get shingles and respiratory infection before surgery, which delayed things. (I’d sure suggest the shingles vaccine for everyone of proper age.)
Cookie and Gracie are still my [feline] companions, not exactly bosom buddies, but they tolerate each other.
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