Garry, Dottie, and I were blessed to live in a kind, loving family, as the majority of children in America did during those years. Mothers mostly stayed at home and concentrated their energies on caring for their children while the dads supported the family financially.
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I am hoping to share, each week, a little of my personal history of growing up in Clawson, Michigan.
Our first home was in Berkley, Michigan, where Mom and Dad built a small 2-bedroom house on Ellwood, taking advantage of the new GI loans available to servicemen returning from World War 2. For some reason, two-bedroom houses were popular then, but in 1953, with their third child on the way, Mom and Dad decided to sell and move to Clawson. I was six and my brother Garry was four.
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It started out as a regular evening as we arrived in Columbia, South Carolina on our way to attend a retirement party for our good friends in Port Wentworth, Georgia. But, God had something else in mind for us that evening when we looked for a place to spend the night.
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We are back on the road! Well, for a bit anyway. Most of you probably know that Mom Joyce passed away peacefully on September 19. We were glad to have her with us for seven months, and even though we thought it would be longer, we are glad that she is no longer suffering and is with her dear husband and older son. We are spending a few weeks in Michigan to visit Dave’s and Laura’s families and to scatter Mom Joyce’s ashes on Dad Joyce’s grave at White Chapel in Troy.
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One thing is certain about life, there's always change that will come. No one except the Lord knows what one day will hold from another.
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“Is anybody listening? I’m very concerned …”
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One of the greatest announcements made to mankind was "Unto you is born this day in the city of David, a Savior, which is Christ the Lord."
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It hardly seems possible that another year has gone by. This brings us to almost three full years since retirement when our new adventures began.
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The native culture called Toccoa Falls “the beautiful.” It is located on the campus of Toccoa Falls College, our alma mater, where we lived early in our marriage, in a mobile home park on the college grounds. After three wonderful years, in 1975, we both graduated from the college.
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There have been those individuals who have asked us, when they hear about our van-trek, "What do you do when it rains?” I’d like to give an answer to that question for those who haven’t yet had it answered.
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It all depends on your perspective.
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Traveling through Chicago to get to the East coast of Wisconsin is not a whole lot of fun. But once through, the trip was delightful and filled with new adventures.
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From Chicago, IL to Santa Monica, CA, the Mother Road (the name many refer to when they talk of Route 66) meanders though lazy towns and memories of the past. And for those who can remember days gone by and a simpler time in family life, it’s indeed a trip down memory lane.
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In our travels, we have found that the vast majority of the people we have met, including police officers, are pleasant, polite, interesting and helpful. For example, just now, as I was writing this, sitting in a lovely pavilion overlooking a lighthouse on Lake Michigan, a man and his dog “Rosie” stopped by to chat, while out for their morning walk. But in St. Louis, we met one person who was none of the above, and his actions have wounded, but not defeated us.
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The Joyces have landed! Well, temporarily at least. After 21 months away from our house, we are now spending some time at home, which feels good. It seems very luxurious to have running water—HOT running water, an electric stove with four burners, a refrigerator that actually keeps things from spoiling, and central heat and air! We are living in the lap of luxury!
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