THERE NEVER WAS TOO MUCH DISTANCE BETWEEN GEORGE AND HIS WEBBER BBQ

 A BLUSTERY WINTER'S MORN JEEP RIDE

High winds and blowing snow kept it up through the night and all of today as well.  Pheebs and I ventured out into the countryside but only went around a couple concession roads and headed for home.  Roads and visibility were doable but why bother.  I snapped a few pics along the way for tonight's blog.  Temps were 19F with a windchill factor of only one degree above zero:((

 HEADING EAST WITH THE WIND

Bundled up warm, I did venture outside later to move a bit of snow around.  It's not that we have a lot of snow but I wanted to shovel my paths out, plus the front and rear decks off, and around the birdfeeders.  We signed up last Fall to have a fellow here in our Park plow our driveway and he did that late Saturday afternoon.  It's a big help because with my hip the way it is I didn't want to have to shovel the whole driveway out like I have done other years.

 HEADING HOME AGAINST THE WIND WAS A LITTLE MORE  OF A CHALLENGING

 MY CO-PILOT KEEPS A WARY WEATHER EYE

 SAFELY BACK AT OUR PARK

At this time every year in Quartzsite, Arizona there is the largest RV rally in North America.  Kelly and I have been to maybe five of them but  there was someone else who was faithfully there for many of his RVing years.  You could find him in the big tent, browsing through all the vendors, Silly Al's Pizza, or taking his towing hitch in for servicing.  I am of course talking about a fellow RV and daily Blogger who was everybody's friend, George Yates.  George passed away on January 15th, 2020 and he blogged right up into his final weeks.  George and Suzie could always be found boondocked not far from the festivities.  If you had driven by or dropped in you would probably have found Suzie under her wide-brimmed floppy hat sitting outside under their rig's awning reading while George would have probably been tinkering with something and for sure there wouldn't have been too much distance between George and his Webber BBQ.  George was the driving force behind 'Bloggerfest' for a few years as well.  For many RV folks, Quartzsite at this time of the year just isn't the same without George and Suzie there.  We first met them when they dropped into our boondocking site near Bouse, Arizona years ago and the last time we saw them I think was at Peg Leg Smiths near Borrego Springs, California.  Anyone who had ever met George will never forget his big smile, the always large straw hats and fisherman vest he wore every day.  He genuinely made you feel welcome and you could find his big smile in any crowd.  George's blog was always positive no matter what.  Even 'wonderful' as he would often say.  And he wrote it that way 'because he could'.  I think George left a daily comment on every blog he ever read, mine included.  I, like many others miss that and miss seeing his daily blog popping up on our sidebars.  George's passing left a sad vacuum in Blogland and if there is a heaven I'm sure George is there and was out for another 'walkabout' this morning at his favorite boondocking site in the sky.  All the best George, we all remember you, and thank you for being a positive light in so many people's lives, including mine.  

 GEORGE AT OUR HOUSE IN CONGRESS, ARIZONA

 KELLY, SUZI, PHEEBS, AND GEORGE ARE ALL IN THIS PHOTO AT THE FOOT OF THE WEAVER MOUNTAINS NEAR CONGRESS, ARIZONA

 IT LOOKS LIKE GEORGE AND I ARE COMPARING WAISTLINES HERE AT OUR HOUSE NEAR BAYFIELD ONTARIO

 AT BLOGGERFEST 2 IN QUARTZSITE THIS IS HOW WILL REMEMBER GEORGE

Al's Music Box:)) Black Coffee by k.d. lang is on her 1988 solo debut album, 'Shadowland' which was released in 1988. The album included her collaboration with Kitty Wells, Loretta Lynn, and Brenda Lee, on the "Honky Tonk Angels' Medley" that was produced by Owen Bradley who produced Patsy Cline's best-known work.

GROANER'S CORNER:((  A group of four-year-olds were being questioned by their teacher in a Sunday School class. Looking across at those bright little faces, the teacher asked this question: "Does anyone know what today is?" A little girl held up her hand and said, "Yes, today is Palm Sunday." "That's fantastic!" the teacher said. "Now does anyone know what next Sunday is?" The sam little girl lifted her hand. "Yes," she said, "next Sunday is Easter Sunday."The teacher was all smiles. "Oh, very good. Now...does anyone know what makes next Sunday Easter?"On a roll the same little girl responded, "Yes, next Sunday is Easter because Jesus rose from the grave." Before the impressed teacher could congratulate her, however, the girl added, "but if He sees His shadow, He has to go back in for seven weeks."-

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What do you call the soft tissue between a shark's teeth?   The slow swimmer.

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A young woman, pursuing a graduate degree in art history, was going to Italy to study the country's greatest works of art.  Since there was no one to look after her grandmother while she was away, she took the old lady with her.  At the Sistine Chapel in the Vatican, she pointed to the painting on the ceiling. 'Grandma, it took Michelangelo a full four years to get that ceiling painted.'  'Oh my, 'the grandmother says.
'He and I must have the same landlord.'

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