Unexplained but true happenings
Here is my unexplained event a few years ago while traveling from the badlands to a CG. I noticed when looking out my side mirrors, the trailer looked as though is was "dog tracking". We arrived at th...
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When I was about 13my dad converted a school bus to a 7 bed RV, complete with two dinettes, two additional seats, a food prep area and room for our Saint Bernard. :B No A/C and no bathroom.
We were driving from Mississippi to Virginia when something happened to the bus(I have no idea what it was, but something relatively serious.) This was in 1969, when interstates weren't as common. We had gotten off at the AL/GA state line and were driving through all the little towns in west GA until we found a gas station with room to park the bus in LaGrange. It was about 5pm and 90+ degrees. My dad went in and talked with the gas station manager. It was almost time to roll up the sidewalk. He agreed to let us park it overnight. He even let the water hose out and the bathrooms unlocked (LaGrange was a very, very small town back then.) We kids changed into our bathing suits and played with the water hose until mom had some dinner ready.
After a good nights rest, Dad was able to get the bus going again and we were on our way.
I've never forgotten the kindness of that gas station manager. And now I live in Georgia, about 1-1/2 hours from LaGrange. The interstate bypasses downtown now, but there are several really great campgrounds at nearby West Point Lake.
We were driving from Mississippi to Virginia when something happened to the bus(I have no idea what it was, but something relatively serious.) This was in 1969, when interstates weren't as common. We had gotten off at the AL/GA state line and were driving through all the little towns in west GA until we found a gas station with room to park the bus in LaGrange. It was about 5pm and 90+ degrees. My dad went in and talked with the gas station manager. It was almost time to roll up the sidewalk. He agreed to let us park it overnight. He even let the water hose out and the bathrooms unlocked (LaGrange was a very, very small town back then.) We kids changed into our bathing suits and played with the water hose until mom had some dinner ready.
After a good nights rest, Dad was able to get the bus going again and we were on our way.
I've never forgotten the kindness of that gas station manager. And now I live in Georgia, about 1-1/2 hours from LaGrange. The interstate bypasses downtown now, but there are several really great campgrounds at nearby West Point Lake.
