I want to go to....

First Landing State Park in Jamestown, Virginia.   Dad called me and told me that he and Judy, and a few other people they ran into, got lost in this huge forest that is a part of this park.  As you can probably imagine, this is the first settlement in the original 13 colonies.  Jamestown, VA in 1607.   I want to get lost in the forest that the pilgrims once roamed!!!  That would be a cool trip.

This year, even though I have alot of small home improvement things that I want to do on the house, I am going to take the trip down to Jekyll Island, GA with my brother Joe.  In the past, I would be like, "no, you guys go ahead, I have to much work to do on my place up here."   Now I am like, "fuck it. The property values in my neighborhood have tanked 20k and nothing is selling.  Let's go on vacation!!!"

My father and my step mother Judy, have a time share down in Jekyll Island, GA.  They are retired, they are snowbirds, and they have an extra room with two beds.  What the hell right?

So we are going to rent a car and go down there in March.  It is always a good time down there.  Well, a good time by my boring ass standards.  Basically I spend the whole time biking all around the island.  Everyday, I probably ride at least 10 miles probably more.  We used to nickname that trip "Fat Camp" because we always lost weight.  Mainly cause of the riding, but also cause Dad and Judy don't each much.

I really miss my brother.  There is not one person in this world that I feel a closer bond with.  We have been through so much together.  To say I am bummed that he moved all the way to Cincinnati is an understatement.  What is worse is that he is really poor at keeping in touch and communication.  He is one of those people that doesn't want to talk on the phone......basically one of those people that makes the conscious decision that he will not be available to others trying to get in touch.  So the fact that he is so far away really sucks.

It is strange......I can't quite put my finger on it but, there was some very strong similarities that I shared with both my brother and my mom.  I know I am more like my dad, but there are definite behavior similarities that I know I shared with mom and currently share with my brother, that I just don't share with dad.  So when mom passed away and I barely get to speak with Joe, it feels like half of my identity has been either suppressed or removed.

I really miss my mom.  You have no idea.  She had her problems, but she was so sharp and intelligent right up until her last days.  She was fiercely independent.  Dr. Joyce Finke.  I sure do miss you.