I wrote in yesterday’s blog that I was so tired that I wrote the blog early, so that Miss Terry would have it proofed ahead of time, and I could post it right at midnight local time and get to bed. That was the game plan, and I tried. I really tried.
However, it didn’t happen. Besides Butch, the campground host, who is a very nice elderly gentleman, there are two other RVs that are parked permanently here at the Mercer County Fairgrounds. One belongs to a Fair Board member, and the other is a rundown travel trailer that a fellow pays to keep on a site, and only uses occasionally. As it turns out, Saturday night was one of those “occasional” nights.
When we returned from dinner, he and a young woman had a fire going and music playing. Okay, no big deal, it was only about 8 p.m. But as the night wore on the music got louder and louder. Very loud. So loud that we could hear it over our television inside our motorhome. I kept hoping that they would turn it down, and they would for a while, and then it would start blaring all over again. I knocked on the campground host’s door, but he was in bed and apparently too hard of hearing to know what was going on.
Finally, about 11:15 p.m. I went over and asked them to turn it down. By then, both of them were wasted, and it quickly dissolved into a lot of cussing on their part, with the woman wanting to fight, and urging the guy to teach me a lesson. Typical white trash behavior. I don’t play that game, so I came in and called the police. Eventually, an officer showed up and talked to them, and after giving him some lip, they quieted down. Until he left, and then it started all over again.
The fairgrounds manager had given me his cell phone number, and said to call anytime, day or night, if we had a problem. So I called him at 1 a.m., and he came over and finally got them to shut up. By then, I was so wired up that it was after 3:30 before I could fall asleep, and I was up less than four hours later.
Meanwhile, a couple who were here for the rally had also gone over and asked them to tone it down, and the woman cussed them out too. They immediately fired up their small Class C motorhome and left, and called yesterday morning to tell me they would not be returning. I was not aware that had happened until then.
If you were one of our group who was kept awake by the disturbance, I am very sorry. You can bet that the fairgrounds manager and I will be having a very long talk today. We have never had a problem here in Celina before, and I hope it can be resolved. For what we are paying to rent this place, I don’t expect to have to deal with nonsense like that.
Anyway, on to more pleasant matters. We started parking RVs at 8 a.m. yesterday, and by the time I parked the last one at 7:30 p.m., we had 86 rigs here. We got lucky, and the rain held off until late afternoon, and by 10 p.m., it was raining steadily again. I really appreciate all of our volunteer parking crew, including Mike Loscher, Charlie Dillworth, Tom Palmer, Greg White, Denny Selm, Bill Morgan, and I know there were others whose names I can’t remember, because my brain is pretty much cottage cheese right now.
And Miss Terry’s registration crew included Elaine Loscher, Jean Watson, Barbara Palmer, Jeanne Sparks, Jan White, John Watson, and again, I know there were others, but I just can’t cut through the fog inside my head to remember everybody. I hope they will forgive me, and know how much we appreciate each and every one of them.
We still have some RVs scheduled to arrive today, and this afternoon we will have our official opening, introduce the vendors, have an RV Quick Tips roundtable, and a little later on, we’ll even have a door prize drawing! It’s going to be a fun week! 🙂
Thought For The Day – Never argue with an idiot; he’ll drag you down to his level and beat you with experience.