CHAPTER 194. CHiCO YEARS: BEWARE OF MIRRORS 2007
I might have a regular job going at Chico’s no, but I finding time to have a life and writing. I also was getting into genealogy and I did a book on the family. I simply called it “A History of Our Family”, but soon changed the title to “Stones of a Hundred Graves”.
I joined ancestry. com and t put he Meredith Coat of Arms on the cover. Noelle came home on July 7 and she enjoyed joining me in touring various graveyards looking for old family members.
Humane named Guinness.
On July 18. Lois and I went to Atlantic City and stayed at the Bogata Casino, which is out on the marina We weren’t there to gamble, because I don’t like to throw my money away. We had five dollars we used on slots and lost it al
No we were there for the restaurants and shows. We ate at the Homestead Steak House, which was very tasty. The rooms are very nice for staying in as well.
Now Lois insisted I get some photos of the rather expansive bathroom, with it’s large marble tub while we were there.
I got it in my mind that a picture of my sitting I that tub would make an interesting photo; after all nothing would really show except my hear because the tub sides were so high. I mean, but was a huge tub. Once filled with water you literally floated it was so large. On the right is the shot I finally got, but not before I compounded things. Here is how it went.
I undressed, set my camera on auto photo placing it on a chair across the room where I pressed the auto shutter button. This gave me 10 seconds to scurry back into the tub and get posed. Well, I did, and I sat there and sat there and I knew 10 seconds must have passed, but there was no class or click of shutter. Hmmm, what could be wrong? I must not have passed the burrow fully. So I sat a bit longer than decided to investigate. I climbed from the tub, walked over to the camera where I discovered I had engaged the worn button. Instead of the timed photo I had pressed the video button. Getting home I saw I had a little short of a naked me walking back and forth from and to the tub.
camera was there, I would take photos oof the bathroom as my wife had requested. I began stepping about taking several snapshots. There only think sipping my mind was the room was full of mirrors.
And this fact did occur to me until we got home and I loaded my photos onto the computer.
This is the first anyone has been shown any of the unintentional nudes. But after all these years and the piling up of age, I am beyond embarrassment or anything. Too many have seen my body in the flesh since then what are a few more views.
hiked up to the Arden Fair again. They hold it every Labor Day. 2007 was the 100th fair, so I bought myself a commemorative T-shirt ($10). I still have it but it has become rather faded.
My main stop, as usual, was the food court. I am very much a fan of fair food, especially the French Fries. This is what I mainly go for.
George (1839-1897) pictured right, was the economist whose theories Arden was founded upon. His most famous book was “Progress and Poverty” (1879). It sold millions of copies world wide.
He had been born in Philadelphia. He married an Australian named Annie Corsina Fox. One of George’s belief was that owning property was what led to poverty. Arden was founded on that premise. You could build and own a home within the Villages, but not the land these sat upon. People lining in The Ardens did not pay property taxes to Delaware. Many artist and such lived within this structure. The folk singer Burl Ives once livd here.
Virginia. We drove straight down to Natural Bridge where we had a room at the Natural Bridge Historic Hotel for the nights of 15 and 16.
That evening I took a hike upon the Monacan Tribe’s trail through the village circa 1700. I heard noice in the brush surrounding me and saw a flock (herd) of wild turkey’s scooting about.
Like I said, this is down below the main grounds of the park and they run a shuttle bus that will take you down to the creek trail and then bring you back up. But Lois suggested we walk the steps instead.
seemingly forever It was not so bad going down them, but he insisted we walk back after the show and that was a different story. About halfway up she leaned against the rail along a bend in the stairs and said she didn’t think she could make it further. But she had to. I couldn’t carry her.
I could take an arm and help her long, with many pauses along the way. Fortunately we made it, the last of the visitors to reach the top. I was down there again the next morning for my early walk. I did better on such trails than Lois. I was use to it even if I was 66 at the time. I walked at least 5 miles every day at home, and I thought I would be doing so well into my nineties. Boy, did I come up short on that!
There is a lot to explore at Natural Bridge and it did take two days to do.
When we left Natural Bridge, we stopped in a Safari Park not far along. This was one o those nature park where you drive through all the wild animals. You can buy a book of food s you enter and feed the beasts as you go, which we did.
There was a very persistent ostrich who knew you had food and stuck her head in the car. Lois was somewhat freighter by the bird and wanted me to drive away, but at the same time she was pulling the bucket of food across the seat toward me, and the bird was following. I did manage to convince her ti bring the bucket ayr her window and we escaped,
We felt the people directly ahead of us were very foolish. They were basically inviting this bison into their minivan. Did they not see how big his animal was or how much havoc it could render? They had two small children in that van with them. By the time they finally managed to move on the Bison was halfway into the back seat.
at us.
There were many beautiful animals, large and small, to meet in that park. We thoroughly enjoyed the visit.
We toured Thomas Jefferson’s Moticello the next day. It is a nice home and grounds, but one mustn’t forget how Jefferson financed building. He mortgaged 150 Slaves to a Dutch Bank to get the funds. We’re talking about taking out a large mortgage using people as your collateral.
We left Monticello and stopped in at the Michie Tavern.
The Tavern was founded by Vorporal William Michie after he hurried him from Valley Forge upon his father’s death. The year was 1777.
They serve hardy suntan meals served by people in traditional garb of the period.
We finished up the day touring Ash Lawn, the estate of President Jame Monroe, who issued the Monroe Doctrine, which was part of State of the Union delivered in 1823. President Monroe here warned “European nations that the United States would not tolerate further colonization or puppet monarchs.”
somewhat expanded and abused in our time.
We stayed in Charlottesville after Ash Lawn. We were right up along the Amin street where people could meander without being in traffic.
That is Lois wandering through the area full of bars and restaurants.
This was the hotel and I believe it was one of the Marriotts
, but I can’t recall which one. I had a membership with that chair, so booked into Marriotts a lot. It had a nice room with an in-room whirlpool bath.
It proved to be another stop where I forgot the presence of a rather large mirror behind the tub.
varied items on the menu.
I believe I had a beet risotto, but whatever, it was red in color and quite flavorful.
Back home in November, Noelle was invited too soon kind of dance. Only hitch was it required the ladies to wear a dress, and as much as she disliked it, she did get a dress and wear it. I don’t believe Noelle had worn a dress since she was 4 for 5, and she hasn’t worn one since. (I wonder if she wore those tennis shoes to the affair?)
It was sometime during December that Darryl met Jackie and began going out with her.
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