Yesterday was a day for kids and kites. I started out sitting outside with Greg and Jan and Greg’s cat Mister, who doesn’t know he’s a cat. I’m not sure what he thinks he is, but it’s definitely not a cat. I secretly think he’s really a dog in cat’s fur. I like cats about as much as I like yappy little dogs, which is not at all, but Mister and me are buddies and as soon as he sees me he comes running and jumps up in my lap. Which is quite an achievement since my lap disappeared sometime around 1992.
While we were solving most of the problems of the world and Greg was explaining that just because I have a smart phone doesn’t mean that I’m smart enough to use it, my daughter Tiffany called from Arizona to wish me happy Father’s Day. We chatted for a while and then I came back inside to check on Miss Terry, who was feeling a bit under the weather.
I spent some time answering e-mails, including several from people inviting us to stop in for a visit as we make our way south this year. We want to keep our schedule as flexible as possible so we’re not making any promises but we’ll try to see some of you along the way.
The wind was pretty brisk all day, so I went back over to the field in front of Total Value RV, next door to Elkhart Campground, and spent some time flying my Prism Snapshot 1.9 speed foil. It gave me a heck of a workout and more than once jerked me a couple of feet forward.
About the time I decided to give up and head back to the motorhome I crossed paths with Bob and Sandi Swanson, who were headed over to the field to give their Snapshot 1.4 a workout. I told them I was going to grab a Gatorade and I’d be back over. When I got back we spent an hour or so flying. Their smaller 1.4 is faster than my big foil but it doesn’t pull nearly as much. Here is Sandi flying mine, and by the time she quit she said she was pretty sure her arms were at least a foot longer.
Back at home I worked on the new issue of the Gypsy Journal for two or three hours, and then stopped to give my hands a break. Between the kite flying and typing, they were sending me nasty messages.
Later in the evening, after I whined and begged for two or three days, Terry made a delicious batch of oatmeal raisin chocolate chip pecan cookies. They were delicious with a glass of cold milk. I took a plate over to Greg and Jan and Greg’s eyes lit right up when he saw them. I hope Jan got at least a couple of them.
Congratulations to Queenie Malcolm, this week’s winner of our drawing for an autographed copy of John and Kathy Huggins’ So, You Want to be a Workamper? We had 192 entries this time around. Stay tuned, another drawing starts soon.
Speaking of books, did Dad get a Kindle for Father’s Day? Start him off with Dog’s Run, a tale of mystery and intrigue from small town America in the 1950s. Of the 15 books I’ve written, it’s my favorite.
If you like religious history, you might enjoy the article Constantine: The Emperor of Tolerance by my friend Randall Morris, who has a bachelors degree in history. And for George Weir fans, check out The Devil To Pay, the fourth book in his popular Bill Travis mystery series.
Or maybe you’re in the mood for a good time-travel novel. If so, Randy Ingermanson’s Transgression is currently free on Amazon. And finally, check out another freebie, Brandon Hale’s Day Soldiers, which was chosen by Digital Book Today as one of the Best Kindle Books of 2013.
Thought For The Day – I don’t have a dirty mind. I have a sexy imagination.