Good morning, and welcome back to Ridin’ Out the Recession…in Miz Judi’s Kitchen! Thank you all for stopping back in and visiting with us once again
This morning I’m going to share a few more memories of my Granddaddy and me at “the camp.
The Camp Pt. 2:
One thing that sticks out vividly about the camp is night falling and going to bed. I started going down there with Granddaddy when I was around 3 years old, and by the time I was 5 or 6, I was down there every chance I got, until I started school.
Once we’d laid down at night, we’d talk. We talked about anything and everything, and to me, Granddaddy’s word was gospel. You wanted to tick me off royally, dispute me when what I was saying was what I’d heard from my Granddaddy. These were literally fighting words.
Quickly, from the camp maybe a couple hundred yards was Hwy. 441, and back then this was the major roadway, so trucks ran all night long. We’d lay there in bed, and listen to them coming up the highway, and he’d ask me, “Which way is that one coming from son?”
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‘Ridin Out The Recession With Dub and Deb in “Miz Judi’s Kitchen’!
Note to Readers: There are a few things that Dub doesn’t know but one thing he does know is that the word ‘Riding’ (as in Riding Out the Recession) is spelled with a ‘g’ at the end. But Dub not only walks the walk, but speaks like he is: down home, true blue, and plain speakin’ country folk.
Dub and Deb are both native Floridians, live in Central Florida, and run a small business as well. They have five children, and seven grandchildren.
Both love to cook, love to laugh, grow a garden, and generally try to “aggravate” most anyone around them basically…all in good fun, of course!
