Well here I am, finally traveling again because my wonderful son, Bernard Jr, graciously consented to being my chauffeur so I could attend a PWP (Parents Without Partners) Conference in Belleville, Illinois this weekend.
This is the first time I’ve attended anything PWP since 2012. I’ve renewed my membership yearly since first joining Belleville Chapter 559 in the 1990s. And even though Bernard Jr’s not a member, I’ve been given permission for him to attend because (1) he grew up with PWP and (2) he’s what I call “my seeing eye person” i.e. chauffeur, escort, etc.
Our trip began pretty normally and we drove about 50 miles when Bernie remembered he had his friend’s loaded gun in the truck! (So much for a simple, uneventful beginning). We were going to return to Ozark, Alabama and leave the gun at my place, but drove back to Dothan to return the pistol to Bernie’s friend. (As I said; so much for our simple, uneventful beginning).
Anyway here we are, in Columbia, Tennessee about 35 miles from Nashville, where I’m writing this post, telling you about our “rocky” trip beginning, but I’m traveling again and the conference doesn’t officially begin until 7 pm May 4; so I might get there (on time) yet! Onward…