Before I go any further, I want to thank everybody who wrote about my blog post about Terry’s shooting accident, and to all of you who wrote in response to Friday’s blog about our anniversary. There was so much response, both in posts to the blog and in personal e-mails, that I just did not have the time to answer every one individually. Terry and I are both touched by your kindness, good thoughts, and support. You make us feel very, very special.
Speaking of special people, our dear friends Orv and Nancy Hazelton came through Casa Grande yesterday on their way to Quartzsite and took time out of their travel schedule to meet us for lunch. Orv has been enjoying the extended travel RV lifestyle part time for years now, but Nancy just retired from the V.A. hospital in Lexington, Kentucky and they started their life as fulltimers just a couple of weeks ago.
They were having problems getting their satellite TV working, and after lunch I fiddled with the controls for their TV, switch box, and King Dome antenna, and managed to get it set up properly for them.
Orv was also having trouble getting the built-in air card on his Dell computer to connect, and we got that problem resolved too. I was feeling pretty proud of myself, and then Orv mentioned that his hydraulic leveling jacks were not working properly. I figured that rather than press my luck, I’d retire an undefeated champion, and told him that job needed the skills of a mechanic.
Back at the Pinal County Fairgrounds, we had to thread our way past a fleet of livestock trailers and pickup trucks that arrived early yesterday morning for a horse show.
If you’ve been reading my blog or the Gypsy Journal for very long, you already know that I’m not exactly politically correct, and I step on toes occasionally. So if you’re an equestrian lover, get your feet out of the way, because I’m about to tap dance on them.
I don’t like horse people. I’m sure that there are millions of horse owners who are the salt of the earth, and I’ve even met a few over the years. But in my mind, there is a big difference between horse owners and horse people.
The folks I am talking about are into the show circuit or the rodeo thing, and there’s nothing wrong with either activity. But does that give them an excuse to be rude and inconsiderate?
Case in point; this fairgrounds has acres and acres of open space, and electrical and water hookups everywhere you look. But yesterday morning about 7 a.m. a family with a long horse trailer complete with living quarters pulled in right next to us, and soon they were outside yelling, slamming doors, and unloading their horses. They were even walking between our van and the bus, and when we went out later to meet Orv and Nancy for lunch, I had to walk around piles of horse crap to get to the van.
By the time we returned to the fairgrounds in the afternoon, there was trash laying all over, several horse trailers had stacks of empty beer cartons piled up by the living quarters doors, and the place looked like a cowboy version of a Third World country.
Okay, it’s a fairgrounds. I get that. But is than an excuse to intrude on other people’s space? To leave “landmines” from your animals that you don’t clean up, and to make the entire place look like a dump?
We saw the same thing with this crowd in prior visits to the fairgrounds, but we have also seen it at fairgrounds in Wisconsin, Illinois, and Oklahoma. Someone told me that country folks think differently than us. That’s wrong. We know lots of country folks. They have always impressed us with their courteousness and good manners. Country folks make good neighbors.
These guys and gals at the fairgrounds may have horses, they may even live in the country. But they are not country folks. They are the typical “Me First” mindset kind of selfish, irresponsible people who are always bores to be around, whether you encounter them in a high rise city apartment with stereos blasting through the walls disturbing their neighbors’ peace, speeding through a no wake swimming zone in their power boats, shooting up road signs, or tearing up the countryside riding ATVs in protected wildlife areas. Bad manners are bad manners.
Thought For The Day – We are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel.