Green Eggs and Ham

Screen Shot 2018-03-17 at 10.01.31 PM.pngWith their curved corners and smooth white shells, small fiberglass campers are known as eggs. The Green Eggs and Ham Rally takes place over St. Patrick’s Day weekend, and we were happy to see that it would easily fit into our travel schedule. 115 campers convened at Gunter Hill near Montgomery AL, and we were eager to meet other small camper enthusiasts. We didn’t make it through the first night before we realized that the dreaded flu had us both by the throat. We put ourselves in quarantine, and have spent most of the week sleeping and hacking. Rally.jpg

We had a nice campsite right by the lake. Note our newly installed bike rack on the back of Ollie!

Huntsville AL



Huntsville was just another small town until the spring of 1950 when the Army brought Wernher Von Braun and his rocketeers here. It became a mecca for American scientists and engineers, and soon the Army Ballistic Missile Agency was formed, followed by NASA’s Marshall Space Flight Center. “Rocket City” became the birthplace of the Saturn V.

Our oldest son came here for Space Camp back in the 1980s, so we thought we’d check it out in case any of our six grandchildren showed an interest in space or robotics.





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One of the many modules used in Space Camp. The emphasis now is on the Mars Mission scheduled for 2030.


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Carl Sagan came up with the idea of the Cosmic Calendar: A Guide to Imagining the Immensity of the Universe. In that context, today – the Ides of March – marks the birth of the Milky Way. Humans don’t show up until the last 15 seconds of December 31.



Gulf Shores AL

With 6500 acres of wonderfulness, it’s easy to see why people choose to spend the winter at Gulf State Park. It has it all – 2 1/2 miles of white sand beaches, miles of biking/hiking trails (25 to be exact), Alabama’s largest fishing pier, and everything from Segway tours to a championship golf course. We spent most of the time on the bike trails, but put this on our list of places to come back to for at least a week, and maybe more.

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Part of the bike trail, with an off-shoot that will lead to the beach pavilion that’s under construction.
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Russ in training

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View of the 496-site campground from one of the trails.
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Rock garden by the Butterfly Pavilion
Lunch at Lulu Buffet’s place
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Couldn’t pass up a meal at Lambert’s Cafe, home of the famous “throwed rolls!”
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Missed the 1st toss from across the room, but made the catch on the 2nd try


Selma, Birmingham, and Atlanta


Unlike the beautiful, shining city of Montgomery, a veil of the past hangs over the streets of Selma. The National Historic Trail marks the 54-mile voting rights march between Selma and Montgomery, beginning at the Edmund Pettis Bridge. As we walked across the bridge, we could only imagine what it was like that ‘Bloody Sunday’ in 1965 when peaceful marchers were attacked by law enforcement officers, and the subsequent marches that eventually led to the steps of the state capitol.

Seen outside the Brown Chapel A.M.E. Church, where the marchers assembled in 1965.

The Birmingham Civil Rights Institute tells the whole civil rights story – the bus boycott, the sit-ins, the freedom rides, the marches – all in factual, gruesome detail. It’s located across the street from the 16th Street Baptist Church, where a Ku Klux Klan bomb killed four little girls one Sunday morning in 1963. Two of the three perpetrators were finally convicted on four counts of murder in 2001 and 2002. The third died in in 1994, and was never charged.

The 16th Street Baptist Church


We had hoped to round out our civil rights tour with a visit to the Ebenezer Baptist Church and the National Center for Civil and Human Rights in Atlanta, but time ran out. We squeezed in a nice dinner with Russ’ cousin, Skip, and his husband, Rob, before setting our sights on home.



Montgomery AL – A Spiritual Experience

Known as the “Cradle of the Confederacy” and the “Birthplace of Civil Rights,” Montgomery holds its diverse history in tender hands. Without glossing over the tragedies that burned these eras into our country’s legacy, the stories are told with sensitivity and grace in every venue. Our first stop was Dexter Avenue King Memorial Baptist Church, where 24-year old Martin Luther King began his six-year ministry in 1954.


Our tour guide, Wanda, often had us repeat phrases, a technique that was especially moving as we recited in unison part of the “I Have a Dream” speech while  standing in front of the pulpit where Martin Luther King preached.

The year after Dr. King arrived in Montgomery, Rosa Parks was arrested for refusing to relinquish her seat on a city bus. The next day, the meeting to launch the Montgomery Bus Boycott was held in the church basement. Dr. King, already known for his oratory skills, was chosen to lead the group that called themselves the Montgomery Improvement Association.


It was from this office that Dr. King directed the Montgomery Bus Boycott.

The Rosa Parks Museum has a wonderful multimedia presentation of the events surrounding this ordinary woman’s extraordinary courage. Her arrest on December 1, 1955 was the catalyst that led to the 382-day Montgomery Bus Boycott and the launch of the 20th century civil rights movement.


Photos weren’t allowed inside the museum, but we loved running into these “Soul Sistahs” from Mississippi.


We read about MLK’s epiphany in the Rosa Parks Museum, and wanted to see the room where it took place. I called the Dexter Parsonage Museum to see if we could catch the next tour, only to be told they were closing in 20 minutes.

MLK’s Parsonage at 309 S. Jackson Street where the Southern Christian Leadership Conference often convened around the dining room table.


“Let’s go anyway,” insisted Russ. “Maybe they’ll let us just look at the kitchen.” When we arrived, we immediately connected with Dr. Shirley Cherry, a life long educator with a passion for MLK. She agreed to give us a quick look at the parsonage where Dr. King lived from 1954 to 1959. That quick look extended into a two-hour private history lesson, not only about the house, but also of Dr. King’s philosophy of love and non-violence that changed the world.

THE EPIPHANY: Dr. and Mrs. King, who recently had become new parents, were receiving up to 40 threatening phone calls a day during the bus boycott. Late Friday night on January 27, 1956, Dr. King received a particularly menacing death threat while his family slept. Unnerved and unsure of himself, he went into the kitchen and fixed himself a pot of coffee.

“I was ready to give up. With my cup of coffee sitting untouched before me, I tried to think of a way to move out of the picture without appearing a coward. In this state of exhaustion, when my courage had all but gone, I decided to take my problem to God. With my head in my hands, I bowed over the kitchen table and prayed aloud.

 The words I spoke to God that midnight are still vivid in my memory. “I am here taking a stand for what I believe is right. But now I am afraid. The people are looking to me for leadership, and if I stand before them without strength and courage, they too will falter. I am at the end of my powers. I have nothing left. I’ve come to the point where I can’t face it alone.”

 At that moment, I experienced the presence of the Divine as I had never experienced God before. It seemed as though I could hear the quiet assurance of an inner voice saying: “Martin Luther, stand up for justice, stand up for truth; and God will be at your side forever.” Almost at once my fears began to go. My uncertainty disappeared. I was ready to face anything.”









Magnolia Branch Wildlife Reserve – Alabama


Magnolia Branch Wildlife Reserve is 900 acres of forest, creeks, and lakes, all cared for by the Poarch Band of Creek Indians. They’re the only federally recognized Indian tribe in Alabama, operate as a sovereign nation with its own government, laws, and infrastructure, and are pulling in buckets of money with their gaming businesses.

We met the reserve’s general manager, Billy Smith, who served on the Tribal Council for 20 years, and also on the Gaming Board.




The reserve has been in the making since 2004, and new buildings such as this one use reclaimed wood whenever possible. Cypress, juniper, cedar, and long leaf pine downed by hurricanes Eric and Ivan are all part of this structure.


They were especially pleased with their red cedar bathroom

Gaming is their main source of income, and the money is pouring in, with three thriving casinos in Alabama, and three more in the works for Aruba. In 2012, the Poarch netted over $300 million for their tribe of 3000. They continue to buy back the land they were forced to give up in the 1830’s, and have established a museum and clinic on their reservation. Scholarships are available to any tribal member who wants to further their education. They also contribute to the greater community, such as the $14,000,000 Boys and Girls Club that’s in the works.

When I made Russ stop so I could take a photo Alabama’s red dirt roads, his comment was, “Janie, I don’t think people care as much about red roads as you do.”

We’re at Gunter Hill, a Corps of Engineers campground near Montgomery AL. As luck would have it, a dulcimer group has gathered here for the weekend, and last night we enjoyed the sweet tunes of old time music.










Eufaula AL


After our 4 1/2 hour delay with the diesel yesterday afternoon, and a just-in-time arrival before the campground gates were closed last night, this is what greeted us when we woke up this morning.  We lingered here most of the morning before heading to Tallahassee for a Passport America rally.  Tonight we wonder if we made the right choice in leaving this beautiful place.