|WE WOKE UP TO A SNOWY MORNING|
|EVEN MANAGED TO CATCH US A GLIMPSE OR THIS MORNING'S SUNRISE|
|BIG SKIES OUT OVER THE LAKE TO OUR WEST|
|FOLLOWING THE SUN TO GODERICH ON HIGHWAY 8|
|PHEEBS SPOTS KELLY COMING ACROSS THE PARKING LOT FROM THE HOSPITAL|
|WE LUCKILY BEAT THE SNOW SQUALLS HOME|
|BY MID AFTERNOON IT WAS SNOWING HEAVILY|
I can't remember how we first came across George's blog but it was in the early years of George and Suzi starting out on their travels back in 2006 just a couple months before we started ours. They were Full-timers while Kelly and I were Snow-birders.
We all finally met in early December of 2015 when George and Suzi dropped in to see us at our Ghost Town Road House in Congress Arizona. For the days they stayed with us we had us some good eats and a few dusty desert Jeep rides. We met again in January at Bloggerfest 2016 held in Quartzsite Arizona and the last time we saw George and Suzi was at Peg Leg Smith's near Borrego Springs California a couple winter's ago.
Anyone who has ever met George will never forget his big smile, the sometimes large straw hats and always the vest. He genuinely made you feel welcome and you could find his smile in any crowd. George's blog was always positive, no matter what. And he wrote it that way 'because he could'.
I think George left a comment on every blog he ever read, mine included. I, like many others will miss that and miss seeing his daily blog popping up on our side bars. George's passing will leave a sad vacuum here in Blogland and if there is a heaven I'm sure George is there and was out for his first walkabout this morning in his new neighborhood. Maybe a couple miles even. All the best George and thank you for being a positive light in so many people's lives, including ours. See ya down the road...……..
|GEORGE AT BLOGGERFEST 2016|
|AT OUR BAYFIELD HOUSE TO SHOW US HOW TO USE GOOGLE TRAVEL MAPS|
|WELL YOU ALL KNOW WHAT GEORGE IS DOING HERE:))|
|KIBBITZING IN OUR DRIVEWAY|
|LOOKING FOR A CRESTED SAGUARO CACTUS IN THE SONORAN DESERT NEAR CONGRESS ARIZONA|
|AT OUR CONGRESS ARIZONA HOUSE|
|AT HOME IN THE DESERT|
|GEORGE AND SUZI AT 'INDIAN ROCK' NEAR CONGRESS ARIZONA|
|A SNOWY AFTERNOON|
GROANER'S CORNER:(( An Italian, a Scotsman, and a Chinese fellow were hired at a construction site. The foreman pointed out a huge pile of sand and told the Italian guy, "You're in charge of sweeping." To the Scotsman he said, "You're in charge of shoveling." And to the Chinese guy, "You're in charge of supplies." He then said, "Now, I have to leave for a little while. I expect you guys to make a dent in that there pile." The foreman went away for a of couple hours, and, when he returned, the pile of sand was untouched. He asked the Italian, "Why didn't you sweep any of it?" The Italian replied, "I no hava no broom. You said to the Chinese fella that he a wasa in a charge of supplies, but he hasa disappeared and I no coulda finda him nowhere." Then the foreman turned to the Scotsman and said, "And you, I thought I told you to shovel this pile."T he Scotsman replied, "Aye, ye did lad, boot ah couldnay get meself a shoovel! Ye left th' Chinese gadgie in chairge of supplies, boot ah couldnay fin' him either." The foreman was really angry by now and stormed off toward the pile of sand to look for the Chinese guy. Just then, the Chinese guy jumped out from behind the pile of sand and yelled... "SUPPLIES!!"