It was one of those unplanned couple hundred mile trips that turned out better than I could've planned. I been running a lot, working on my C10, which will end up my youngest daughter's ride since she took a liking to it, as much as possible but not as much as I would have liked since my mother-in-law took ill about 8 weeks ago when she was diagnosed with aggressive Pancreatic and liver cancer, one week in we were told 30 days, 26 days later on May 21st she passed at the age of 59. She has a house on Mobile Bay in Fort Morgan, Alabama and her final wish was to spread her ashes in the Bay. It's just a couple hundred mile trip but takes about 3 1/2 hours to get there. My wife and kids went Friday with my father-in-law after the funeral here in Louisiana and I stayed behind and worked Saturday and when I got off at noon decided to take the wagon and go. Plan was to go Sunday in my wife's van or my truck but since I was headed to the Alabama beaches it only seemed right to take the wagon. I got more smiles and thumbs up the closer I got to the beach. I even stopped in Robertsdale, Alabama for a cruise night where my wagon seemed to be a hit, guess from being out of town. Anyway, we had a great celebration of my mother-in-law's life and a nice little cruise in the wagon. I hit 90,000 miles while out. Here are a few pictures from the cruise night and of the USS Alabama along the way. And a sunset over the Bay
Although it was a sad reason for a trip it sounds like you really enjoyed it. Thanks for sharing the pics, the cars look amazing. Hope your all doing well and your wife's dad is adjusting.
It's cool to see a Battlewagon preserved, but it's too bad you couldn't get nearer (say, pierside) and get a pic of the Wagonwagon and the Battlewagon in the same frame. There were some sweet cars at that car show, I was impressed by the mid-60s Chevy wagon and the '68 327 Camaro semi-sleeper, excellent color/paint work.
A sad occasiom but a nice ending. We've seen that ship, that sunset, and those signs. Even camped at Robertsdale. If I had a choice of any of those vehicles it would be a tough decision. Your wagon fits right in.
Very sorry to hear about your Mother-in-law's passing. As others have said, I hope you are doing well and adjusting. Thanks for sharing this with us. Glad you were able to make a good memory.
My condolences to you and your family, My father in law just passed away on Mem day, e was 93 - used to always say when God wants ya he's goin to get ya, when he turned 90 he added I guess he just doesn't want me and neither does the devil. He was a great guy WWII POW vet - was honored on Vets day 2 years ago at the Pentagon - he stood tall that day , so MEM day was fitting
If this was the wagon you toured in, it should have taken a considerable edge off of your grief: Especially, blaring this out of your sound system:
Well sorry it was for a sad reason, but I like the trip pics a lot. Love the 327 Camaro and the 70 GTO Judge! Your car looks great too. Always fun to road-tip in the wagons, ESPECIALLY the Roadmasters! -Mike
You're unfortunate not to have the typical "He's-not-good-enough-for-my-daughter; She's-not-good-enough-for-my-son; He's-not-good-enough-for-my-son; She's-not-good-enough-for-my-daughter; It's-not-good-enough-for-my-undecided" type mother-in-law. Unfortunately for me, I'm fortunate, in that sense. My brother-in-law and I aren't college graduates. So, we're both at the bottom of the family totem pole. She has a daughter-in-law who is. So, take it from there. When she kicks, she ought to wake up in a world where every one's a graduate and doesn't get their hands dirty, until sooner or later one by one of them ends up having to do so, if they intend on surviving as a society. And, to think, of all people, the family votes "social"-"democratic". If "social"-"democratics" are in the habit of caste-discriminating, I personally don't want anything to do with them.
Sorry for your loss also. That big block Chevy wagon belongs to a guy named Brian. I did cruise in my Roadsmasher wagon though! I was fortunate to have the mother-in-law I had and when she was diagnosed and given 30 days to live, she was worried about her husband and my wife. That was the hardest conversation I ever had in my life telling her I would take care of them. In the end, our little road trip and weekend we spent on the beach with family and friends remembering her helped ease the pain for my wife, Father-in-law and all of us.
