Mother's Day

It seems that another year has passed. I know this, because my wife just reminded me that Mother's Day is nigh. I don't know about the rest of you, but I sort of like this one. Mothers around the globe have really earned it. One special day that is all theirs. Of course we guys still expect them to cook and clean and take care of us like every other day of the year, but on this day, we remember to say "Thank You". I don't know for sure, but I think my Mom is hoping that Dad will kick down some cash, instead( to be perfectly honest, I think she's got a point, there). All B.S. aside, my folks have been making it work for 61 years, come this July, and I still have no idea how they've done it.
Now, what does all that have to do with outdoor living, you must be asking about now. Well, for the bulk of my childhood, this weekend was spent in a campground. Not always the same one, they changed over the years, but camping just the same. It was for a time , a big family get together, Dads sister and her family, and his parents(sadly my mothers family had passed by then or lived out of state). We would take over one large area of the campground for the lot of us. I often ask myself, whatever happened to the old traditions? Part of the answer is, we grew up. We grew up and apart, and moved on with our respective lives. We had families of our own, and we made new traditions. We still talk, or more appriate for the modern age, e-mail. We still think of ourselves as close. And we are, I suppose, by modern standards, anyway. But, I kinda miss the whole physical contact thing.
Well, enough of that, I've got some phone calls to make. Mom, happy mother's Day. Oh,,,and , you might wanna put the leaf in the dining room table. I have a feeling there are going to be a few extra people to seat, this year. Bye .