2/24/19 I stated that I had made my last post related to
our trip. I realized today that it was
not quite wrapped up. While we were at
the World of Concrete in Las Vegas a month ago, our Mar-Mac crew was having our
somewhat traditional wrap-up dinner at Benihana at the WestGate (formerly Elvis’
Las Vegas Hilton). DL Russell happened
to fill out our table. We first realized
we were all from South Carolina. He and
I then realized we both lived in Beaufort.
It turns out DL is a SLED agent and minister at New Life Deliverance
Temple on St. Helena Island. He invited
us to attend their services. Mary Jane
and I decided to do so before we jumped back in at our own church. To say it was a worshipful experience would
be an understatement. We spent the first
part of the service praising God. We
then spent time celebrating and training the young people in the church. We then heard a message about being thankful,
understanding our legacy, taking responsibility for our actions, and loving
each other. Like I reported about the United
Methodist Church we visited in Willis, Texas, the experience gave me hope for
the future. I have concluded that to be
viable, a church should be (1) praising God, (2) teaching their children, (3)
reaching out to their communities, (4) exhorting their members to take
responsibility for themselves and their communities, and (5) loving each
other. There is no question in my mind that if there
is a positive change of direction in our country, it will come from the church. It will not come from government or the
schools. It is possible business may
contribute positively, but there is no question in my mind it will be driven by
God’s church.
MartinsVentureWest
Tuesday, February 26, 2019
Saturday, February 23, 2019
Last Leg of Two Month Trip - Back Home 2/22/19 - Wrap-up and Closure
Again, we chose
the backroads rather than the interstates.
You will see two more courthouses.
I am not sure why I like them, but I find them interesting, and likely
as not, there will be a business district surrounding each one. In this day and time, those courthouse
squares generally have gone through a period of degradation, and are now slowly
rebuilding, unlike some of the smaller country towns, many of which continue to
deteriorate. Which brings me to the
similarities of Texas and South Carolina.
Both were built on a rural lifestyle.
Both have country towns which are dying because young people are going
to cities to work. The country towns
that are thriving generally have a university or some other economic engine
that is not agricultural that supports the town. Which makes me apprehensive because I believe
the basic values of our country are agrarian based, and which I do not have the
time or energy to write about as the flight is about to end. Are we going to eventually be like China,
with huge cities set among vast agricultural wastelands populated only by
corporate farms? Where will our values
come from then?
We noticed that in traveling the back-roads from Corpus up
to a point about level with Dallas/Fort Worth, there was almost no roadside
trash. It was incredibly
litter-free. We wondered if it had to do
with the signs that said, “Littering – Don’t Do It $2,000 Fine”. Are South Texans more proud and considerate
than North Texans? I think I may be
hypersensitive due to the embarrassment of our trashy South Carolina roadsides.
2/19/19 Reflection: Mary Jane and I are on the plane from
Dallas to Tampa. We spent our last night
at Eisenhower State Park just outside Denison.
None of the full hookup sites were working and available, so everyone
had to wait in line to dump their tanks before leaving. The analogy of getting rid of the “crap” hit
me again. What if we were forced to deal
with our stuff/juink/things every week, and get rid of what we did not
need? What if we had the self-discipline
to do that? I had so few cloths, they would
all fit in a 1’ x 2’ x 2’ closet. I
could deal with and make all decisions on cloths in five minutes or less by
piling them on the bed, refolding, and putting back in the closet. Is that a luxury, or is 25 pairs of shoes a
luxury? Am I my stuff? Who am I without my stuff? Are you really naked if you don’t own
cloths? Remember the Bible story of Adam
and Eve? They did not know they were
naked until they disobeyed God. Or was
their sin collecting stuff?
| Final Comment: Received from friend after he read reflections on accumulating "stuff" |
In wrapping up, I realize this trip has been something of a sabbatical. I have a lawyer friend whose firm allows a six-month sabbatical every seven years. Is that a luxury, or a necessity? This trip has been a sabbatical, in that I was separated from my daily duties, and forced to focus on a very specific goal of gathering and analyzing information. That separation gave me the opportunity to think about not only what I was doing, but what I was not doing. It allowed me to observe a totally different lifestyle, or a multitude of lifestyles that most of us classify as “camping” or “RVing”. The only real commonality among these lifestyles is limited space, limited stuff, and possible mobility. It also gave me the opportunity to spend two months, 7x24 with Mary Jane, which was a lot of fun. All of you reading this know that we have spent the last twenty years living more apart than together.
We again stored the travel trailer and Suburban in the
warehouse. We enjoyed another meal with
Oren, Tony and Jordan in the warehouse office and Oren took us to Dallas to the
airport hotel. We will spend the rest of
the week at a business conference in Clearwater, FL, and then ride to Beaufort
with Jarrett and Sophie. We plan to go
back to Texas after Mama’s memorial service in early May, and “take a
vacation”. We will travel north through
Oklahoma, to Kansas City, over to Indiana, and visit her brothers in Indiana
and Tennessee. We are talking about a
smaller trailer and a trip to Alaska in 2020.
2/22/19 8:30 PM We are back home
in Beaufort!
I blogged my own experiment with building and living in a different space almost ten years ago at https://www.containercondo.blogspot.com You may or may not be interested.
I blogged my own experiment with building and living in a different space almost ten years ago at https://www.containercondo.blogspot.com You may or may not be interested.
| We made it to FUMC 9:00 AM Service |
| John Wesley (for the Methodists). Why is he getting equal billing with Jesus (on the other window)? |
| Wise County Courthouse, Decatur TX |
| Cooke County Courthouse, Gainesville, TX |
| Last leg of the trip, Clearwater Beach. Finally seeing the sunshine in Florida |
| Grouper Sandwich at Badfins |
| Fishing with business friends |
| Success |
Saturday, February 16, 2019
San Marcos to Stephenville - North on 281
I worked Thursday and Friday in Austin and San Antonio. We got up this morning packed up and hitched up and headed North. We have determined that 200 miles or less is a comfortable, doable day. We do not have to start so early, and have time to relax a little in the evening. The sun shone for most of the day and it was a glorious drive north. Mary Jane and I have found that driving the back-roads, rather than Interstate, is more fun for us. We see courthouse squares and business districts of small towns. We do not stop for tourist attractions, or shops, but like the restaurants and breweries. We went to Ruby's Texas Bistro in Stephenville, tonight. We met Ruby, and talked about owning a business, how the site was a livery stable lot in the 1800's, the current building built in the early 1900's, and then she and her husband bought the old livery stable. The German sausage was excellent, as was the kraut, cabbage, potato salad and pretzel. We stayed in a farm/horse/working RV park tonight. One of the few one-night stands we have done on this trip. We are heading to Denison to store the travel trailer in the Mar-Mac warehouse. Fly to Florida Tuesday, and ride back to SC on Friday. Probably will return for it in May. We are planning the next trip (north to Kansas City, over to Indianapolis, back to Tennessee and then home.
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| San Marcos Courthouse |
| Leaving San Marcos with a nod to LBJ |
| Texas Hill Country Roadside Picnic Area. Appears to be tributes to people who died on motorcycles. |
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| More Tributes. |
| More Tributes. |
| Courthouse in Hamilton, TX |
| Set up and ready to explore. Getaway Campground and RV Park, Stephenville, TX. Only second night in two months that we did not unhook from the Suburban. |
| Courthouse in Stephenville |
| Courthouse Square in Stephenville |
| First United Methodist Church, Stephenville. Planning to go tomorrow. |
| Garden at FUMC |
| Ruby's Texas Bistro |
| Conduit lights! I love them. |
| Ruby's and the livery stable next door |
| Wonder if Jessie James robbed this bank? |
| Stephenville Courthouse at night. |
Reflection: Campers, RVs, Tiny Houses, Boats, and Other Homes (and stuff)
What is the difference in tiny houses, container
houses, and camper trailers (or house trailers for that matter), and
traditional homes? This question has
continued to occur to me as I think about and observe this mode of living. The answer that has finally surfaced is, “How
much crap you have”. You can call it
crap, stuff, junk, things, or worse. We
are defined by our possessions. We are
nesting beings. We all want to have a
place that is ours, and that we can “come home to”. We are not like birds feathering our nest
with feathers or moss. We feather our
nest with stuff, and more stuff, and more stuff….. We either have a love affair
with stuff, or we begin to rebel against our stuff. We often see people our age (and younger) who
start to cast off their stuff. Some of
us make a clean break, sell or give away everything, and move into a boat or a
travel trailer. That is going cold
turkey. Many younger people are joining
the “tiny house” movement, and basically doing the same thing. Some people do it more rationally and “downsize”
by moving to smaller quarters and outside space, forcing themselves to make
their possessions fit their space. Then
again, some of us never face our mess.
Grandma dies and all her stuff goes into Mama’s attic. Then Mama dies and Daughter is forced to deal
not only with Mama’s junk, but Grandma’s junk, too. Finally, out of total frustration, she takes
all the remaining crap, divies it into the same number of boxes as siblings,
and ships a box to each one. And wonders why Grandma did not deal with her
own stuff.
This is what I observe in the world I deal with, where
all my friends and the people I know have large spaces and a lot of crap. Then again, out here, in Texas on the road,
in and on the peripheries of campgrounds and trailer parks, I see people living
in small spaces, many not having a lot of stuff, and others with stuff (Treasures?
Trash?) piled all around, some of it living, some of it not. If you see a picture posted that does not
have an obvious connection, think “living space”, “stuff”, “why?”, etc.
| Leaning badly. Temp or Perm? |
| Drive-able RV (note concrete blocks under front axle for leveling) |
| Are you kidding? |
| Tiny House or Almost Tiny House? |
| Tiny House Village? |
| Lots of Tiny Houses (50 or more). |
| Tiny House? Mobile Home? Trailer? |
| This picture does not show the goats or the other stuff inside the pen. |
Tuesday, February 12, 2019
Trying to Catch Up !
| First Half - January - East Texas and Dallas |
| Second Half - Houston, Corpus Christi |
| Passing Through |
| On the way south |
| Goliad Town Square |
| Goliad Courthouse |
| Flat .... |
| in all...... |
| directions! |
| First United Methodist Corpus Christi |
| First United Methodist Corpus Christi |
| Concrete Bridge Under Construction Corpus Christi |
| Ferry on Corpus Christi Bay |
| Would you want to camp here (on the Gulf)? |
| Always interested in a container building! |
| Lorelie Brewery, Corpus Christi |
| State Park Tree |
| Sunset 2 12 19 |
| CCC Building Circa 1933 |
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