Strange sounds...

March 28, 2018

Well, as I traveled East, there was a back-up on the interstate highway I-10, in fact, it had stopped, right after GPS took me off on an Exit. (GPS is my friend now). I had tried to dump the tanks at a truck stop but it wasn't functioning, another one was going to charge $4 for a shower and $10 for the dump, that was so close to what it would cost for a campsite, I called to arrange for that, then they said I could shower and dump for $5. That sounded like the best deal, and I was headed there until the traffic on I-10 had stopped. While taking the detour, which was through a neighborhood, it was nearing dark and I saw a State park sign for 6 miles away and they usually have good deals.

Then another something happened. Because there was stop and go driving, I started hearing a whomp, whomp, whomp, whomp. I checked all the gauges, they were fine. It sounded like a flat tire would sound while running along, but I was stopped and it was still going, it could have been a belt flapping but you couldn't hear it near the engine, or hood area. It sounded the loudest as I stood up and moved around and right over the drivers and passenger seat. That is where the TV, VCR & Printer are, but they were all off. The plot thickens and to this day I don't know what it is. It goes off when I turn the engine off, doesn't usually come on right away when I turn it back on. Later, when I stop at a traffic light, I can hear it again. I have driven over 300 miles and it is still happening sometimes. Ok, that is an ongoing issue that is a mystery. I videoed the sound and moved around to show my go-to RV mechanic guy in VA Beach and it has stumped him.

Back to the detour. After going through the neighborhood for quite awhile, that route started to back up and wallla! An RV park! I pulled into it and went into the office. Prices for the night was $42, too high. I asked to go to the bathroom (remember my tanks were full) and when I came back, I asked Larry how much he would charge for me to take a shower and dump the tanks. HE SAID IT WOULD BE FREE! Is God good or what?! So instead of sitting in traffic at all, I took a much appreciated shower and dumped my tanks. I found out that 5,000 refinery workers were getting off work, and on the road, in addition to the stoppage.

Larry was a Christian, and I gave him 2 CD's of FTHCM teachings. He showed me how to get back on the Highway, below where the back-up was, and it was only 20 minutes from Jennings, Louisiana, where I planned to spend the night at Walmart. Thank you Lord! (And Larry). I got there just in time to listen to the Zoom Shaklee call that came on at 8PM CDT.

March 27^th

I woke up at 7 AM and prepared to visit Jennings. Jennings, Louisiana, is where my Great, Great Grandfather came by train from Iowa in the 1880's (while all my other ancestors went west by wagon train to Oregon, he went South). He died here and in his will, he left two lots to my Great Grandmother, his only daughter. I was curious as to what I could find. I started to look last time I was through Jennings, but it was a Friday evening, near closing, and it was too late to search.

So this time I got an early start. I started to go to the Libraryand on the way I stopped at a Auto repair place to see what their price would be for an oil change (which is over due). Got into a great conversation with the owner and another guy about Jesus and I couldn't do the price so I left my card and my offer to be adopted and started out for the library. I wasn't sure I remembered how to get there, so an old gentleman was riding by on a bicycle, I asked his where the Library was, he tried to tell me, but that wasn't working, so I asked him if he was going that way. He said yes, and I proceeded to follow him at 5 mph to the Library.

I remembered the clerks there, and we tried to get some information but came up with nothing. I then went to the Court House to see if I could get land records or the will. It was difficult maneuvering the small streets and parking was tricky so I parked on the street next to a car dealership. The Salesman at the dealership came right out and introduced himself, gave me his card and he was adopted! I gave him my card and he started telling me about how we was juicing and was on no medication.

I then went to the Court House and met some more town folks, by this time several people knew I was Grandma Swann, looking for my Great Great Grandfather. I only found (this blog was interrupted by a tornado warning, to take cover immediately....to be continued.)

Just so you won't be in suspense, I ran for the house (of the friends in Mississippi where I am parked at present), I will continue on the next blog.