Around 11AM we left to accept an invitation to Thanksgiving dinner at my aunt's home in Murfreesboro, TN. (Tying everything together, she was my mother's bridesmaid seen at the top of this page) The drive was somewhat shorter than it would have been from Lake Charles, with a quick jaunt on I-20 over to Birmingham and then North on I-65. Nevertheless, travel with my father is always an adventure and we elected to stop in Birmingham for the night at a Super 8 built onto the side of a very steep hill.
Thanksgiving was extremely pleasant and we were joined by another aunt who drove down from St. Louis.
After spending the night with my Aunt we took the return trip to Ruston in one day. As was expected, as night began to fall, my father began to yell "How Far!!???". Mercifully, the drive was otherwise uneventful and we got in around 8PM.
Saturday was a recovery day from our Thanksgiving journey and a chance to rest up for one additional burst of frenzied packing prior to the final move.
Next: Sunday, November 27, 2005
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