


Memorial Day '06 at Fredericksburg, VA Civil War Battlefield. Grandson, the trumpet player, plays taps today. A glorious day.
That is him saluting in the background after he had finished playing as the color guard left the field.
It is my hope that this personal journal will express my feelings, adventures and spirituality in text and with photos as I travel through this life in a motorhome as a single woman who believes in miracles created by our Creator God. Sebastian my beloved dog is by my side. This journey will still be known as the Bearfoot Path.
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