Generation Next

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Who will be at the helm?

At this age I am blessed to have 4 sets of little feet, each finding comfort in grabbing ‘the wheel’ and learning to set ‘their course.’  If they are anything like their parents, that direction will be a positive one.

Shipmates

Shipmates 2011

I believe to the greatest degree that each generation improves upon the previous one – the technology of today continues to structure new concepts to daily life as compared to the parents archaic experiences.

Gray, Hunter, and Mom

Gray, Hunter, and Mom

A career in the fire service provided me an insight to accepting this very normal progression of improvement.  The methods of those fire-officers that I worked under thirty-five years ago was harsh; non diplomatic, and with little to no tact.  It was accepted then.  I smile when I think of those early days when the fire-officer packed up his men and equipment and promptly left a fire scene leaving much of a persons ravaged (from fire) possessions wet and strewn about in the front yard – along with the resident! – And those folks thanked us as we drove off!!!!

It was apparent there was room for improvement, compassion, and change.

Tom, Gray; @ 6

Tom, Gray; @ 1988

When it was ‘our’ turn to take ‘the seat,’ that progression brought about a much greater sensitivity (and responsibility) to the communities needs – it evolves still. The fire-service has indeed improved through generational change.  As a parent, I have found this analogy to be so similar – each generation takes basic information from their parents then improves upon that standard of care.  In looking back its easy to feel as one of those officers to my family; an example – one of which they could choose to improve upon.

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Of course with this all said; a long overdue family visit from Gray to the lake wasn’t going to be all play – I always like to save some special time for those very special people;

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My Dad was never one for ‘just sitting around,’ so special time means there was time put aside to – mow, to paint

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 and maybe a few other things along the way!

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but still plenty of time to feed the ducklings

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and still time to play hide-n-seek on the evening boat ride

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more time to watch Mom’s do goofy girl stuff,

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– time to play in the dog’s water,

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– and even time for some paddles with Dad.

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We even found enough time (mowed there also) to visit great-great-grandparents in Georgia

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and then a quick trip to Delaware to visit even more relatives

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(with yet more).

Licia, Gray, Hunter Haynie

Licia, Gray, Hunter Haynie

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The two plus weeks held plenty, it was a fine visit.  Thanks Licia and Gray – plus, BIG congratulations son after graduating USD with a Bachelors degree in Engineering, we are really proud of your efforts, decision-making, and achievements along the way – you are indeed setting the bar a little higher, as generations go.

Measuring up

They are – measuring up

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The ABC’s Stop Here

Aron, Becky, and Clayton from Delaware stopped for a visit.

We’ve had a month of visits, first the Carr family (Myron, Jessica, Rylie, and Wyatt), then Melissa and James came, Robin Coates, and then ‘lil bubba stayed a week longer for ‘camp’ popeye.  In camp this year we were reminded how much it takes to ‘keep up with’ the little ones – great job Melissa we admire all that you moms have to attend to.

Clay and Rebbecca (Becky) along with Aron followed after a weeks break – it was a time that we looked forward too – ‘older kids,’ maybe we could play now too..

I can’t say for sure, but somewhere in aging you begin to appreciate the ‘paths of least resistance’ – these guys can (and did) keep up with themselves very well, fine folks – great kids..

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It was good to see them find comfort with the little that is offered here at the lake. I think it scared them when I said that no one around here wore underwear – I suppose I should’ve mentioned that bathing suits are the main attire. But, this is a place where making alot out of a little is just about mandatory….

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and they adapted very quickly..

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Melissa and James came to mingle with the cousins before her Hawaii adventure.

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and Clayton found time to give James some fishing tips…….

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as Aron tried his luck down near the 14th hole

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The following day was pretty overcast, but we decided to stay on-track with our plans to check Lake Keowee out – and to close a few of those ‘little circles.’

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Aron and Clay’s previous visit to Lake Keowee (where the Bell’s enjoyed several family weeks) was a mere 16 years ago.

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The water and their feet size are likely the same as then, but now the young adults are floating a few feet closer to the bottom…..

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The rocks remained the same – distance from the water…..

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And up near the Jocassee dam the boys found a couple warm spots (oh yeah) to float in the current – Becky and I kept an eye on the beverage as we floated along in the boat……

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The farm-house along hwy-11

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to yet another rock,

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and another little circle closed.

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Becky is most certainly the ‘reader,’ I admire that

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The rain finally came as we made our way back to the humble little lake of Cherokee…..

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where there were more little areas of warmth to find comfort in – rain or not..

In the night we found more time (and a few more drink concoctions) before taking a last idle around the lake in the darkness, good time.

The ABC’s then moved on towards Asheville to investigate some of the brew-pubs, as Harriet (their story) tagged along….

Thanks for visit Serman’s, you guys have alot to be proud of – we are proud of you, and each of your cousins – all have done so very well….

now, just cover the ice guys….

Car(r)’s in August

this is under construction – a work in progress

In August we had a great visit with the Carr Family

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After a week in Blowing Rock the kids were welcomed to little Lake Cherokee,

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Wyatt was able to squeeze a little ‘shop’ time into his daily activities

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along with a little domino stacking.

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Rylie found some time to ponder the fish, and work on her casting technique.

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Of course there was plenty of time for some ‘cruises’ on the pirate pontoon, where we shared the ‘booty’ with the newest pirates.

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Kim, Rylie, and ‘Pete’ did some cooking

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and some runnin (not Kim)

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and swingin

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Pirate For A Day – Lake Cherokee

Twice, in the past three years the folks on this small lake in South Carolina have ‘gussied-up’ their boats for a Lake Cherokee cruise – ‘walk the dog‘ to speak.

With 2011’s happening around Labor Day, Kim and I decided to join in the fun (actually the organizers told us if we wanted to eat, it was mandatory).

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Determined ‘not-to-buy a thing, I figured to ‘scavenge’ around the house/shed/truck/dock/under the house or in the attic for items of interest – it would be, whatever it would be (it could always be a Chinese junk).

An old silt fence provided the pontoon a ‘ship-like’ shape,

While the chest from the crab-shack and a replica ship’s wheel started the onboard direction – along with a 24′ pole for a mast – and then somewhere in all of this was beverage, which turned things into the Pirate direction for sure.

In the simplest of forms it could be “a Pirates vessel,” later on the ‘sunset-cruise’ (above) the bow provided more of this sense.

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But whatever it was, there was a pontoon underneath – and for at least a day, it could be the Pirate Ship “Scavenger,” the meanest one Lake Cherokee had ever seen.  This simple freedom was fun, all from ‘stuff’ just laying around.

“Brandy” (“me-wench“) wanted in on the action too (or was too embarrassed to be seen otherwise), Kim actually played the part well.  After a few pirate beverages she was telling me how to pilot the vessel – so she was quickly directed to the ‘ships-wheel’ – this pacified her for at least thirty minutes before she figured it wasn’t hooked to anything!

We had sharks too – Gene fixed up his logic to include fins – great idea,

The Indians got my vote – for me this family really captured the Lake Cherokee spirit,

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Along with a ‘disco’ entry – not sure if the kids knew what ‘disco’ was, but they had alot of fun with it.

1st place went to Fred and Wilma Flintstone, with Dino the Dinosaur (he was tied to a nearby boulder)

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and where else besides Lake Cherokee could Elvis stay hidden for so long – Elvis lives!

It was really enjoyable in following the complete shoreline of the Lake as folks sat on their docks having fun with it all, we made at least three passes. Kim even accused me of being too much of a Pirate (beverage) as I exclaimed to the kids on the docks “Kidzzz, mee favorite bait!”   Of course I reminded her of her title too.

In even the most remote coves there were docks with families that really appreciated the ‘vessels’ that passed.

In the evening there was a bbq so a break to anchor out in the middle.

On shore and after a few words there were viddles for all

BBQ Pork and Chicken/slaw/beans/and tea from Baby’s BBQ & Cafe

Thanks Rick and Tracy

“Land-food”

conversation (as kids explored the ships)

as it was a fun time for all

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It was like ‘old fashioned face-booking’ – in person.

For the most part when you drive to Lake Cherokee you cross terrain where you feel as though you might be lost in someone’s pasture, it is possible too that you may see a wagon or two pulled by horses (really) – just saying that there’s not much going on here – so for those at Lake Cherokee it was a rare and valuable time to ‘rub-shoulders’ and converse, which we did.

all while kids continued to climb aboard and explore the boats

everybody likes to play a pirate (next year we’ll get the kids to vote).

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It was well into the night, with potatoes spent (from potato shooter) this ship’s rudder was turned towards home port.

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only to be scuttled the next morning.

oh well, I was a Pirate for the day.

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aaaawwwwrrrrg!