About Edith Eveon Brown

Edith Eveon Brown is a author, freelance writer and publisher. As well as the owner/operator of Jeteak Press, a short and long-term writing firm. She has authored and published an array of non-fiction and fiction books in electronic and printed versions under the following genres: how-to, literature, memoir, religion, self-help and travel which can be purchased from your favorite book retailers, or use my name: Edith Eveon Brown to search for books written by me. Edith's hobbies are as follows: She's a former Harley Motorcycle Rider and Hog Club Member. A swimmer, avid gym/fitness patron; land and sea traveler, reader (of anything printed on paper), bicyclist and a primitive camper. Further, Edith Eveon Brown is a former Commanding Officer of Flotilla 23-7 of Shady Side Maryland. As well as a former Coast Guard Academy Admissions Partner. In 2018, Edith hit the road as a full-time motorhome dweller, author, blogger and freelance writer traveling across America.

Forced To Deal With Climate Change_Apr-9-2023

Posted on April 9, 2023 by Edith Eveon Brown

April 9, 2023

For six-years I have enjoyed living my nomad lifestyle on my own terms, and the thought of returning to my past way of life; though rewarding, productive and profitable. It was financially draining, physically confining and time consuming. Further, I had a mortgage note, yearly increased property taxes, county taxes, state taxes and federal taxes to pay. As well as mowing and edging my lawn; cutting, pruning, and replanting hedges; repainting the interiors of my home and shoveling snow. These were the energy and financial drainers that made it easy for me to sell my home; rid myself of many important belongings and walk aways from my traditional lifestyle, which was how I was raised. However, I discovered living a lifestyle with minimum to no overhead expenses is appealing and doable. In fact, I love it!

I kept my most expensive belongings, collectables, office equipment and enough furniture to furniture a two-bedroom apartment if I had to shorten my nomad travelers due to illness or harsh weather conditions. I never expected to feel pressured to change my nomad lifestyle because of harsh weather conditions caused by climate change.

Meanwhile, for the last three years there has been an internal mental insistence; warning and directing me towards finding an apartment to move my belongings from my storage unit. No matter how many times I dismissed this insistence it returns often.

Annually, I return home to Sioux Falls. The purpose is annual checkup visits with my doctors, mammograms, and medication refills. As well as visit, chat and workout with my gym rat friends, and reconnect with other Sioux Falls Nomad travelers, who also returns to our local fairground camp area to homestead until it’s time to leave before the winter season begins, because we are all snowbirds. This year because of crazy weather conditions including tornadoes, hurricanes, snow, and wind storms, I returned home nine days later.

Instead of seeing the original camping residents in motorhomes and trailers. I saw a new scene, one similar to a twilight zone episode before dark. I saw an empty fairground covered by frozen snow piles and gopher holes in lawns inside and outside the fenced perimeter of the fairgrounds parking areas. The smell of gophers, dampness and mold was pronounced. The apprehension of my nine-month-old Shepherdadoodle puppy was obvious by his refusal to step on certain grass areas to potty. This is the worst effect of climate change for people that live his/her life as nomads. If weather conditions continues as it has from October 2022 to April 2023. Full-time No-Mad Motorhome Dwellers won’t have many places to call home. We will have to travel in caravans as clans members to ensure our survival, I said to myself.

The next morning, I reached out to the fairground’s camping coordinator to determine when the fairgrounds will open for returning camping residents. He confirmed South Dakota had a very harsh winter making it hard to remove snow piles, repair campground sewage-lines, and gopher ruined campground areas, he said.

Has any other fairground residents returned, or am I the first?

No, you’re not the first. Others have returned, who I have talked to as well. Once I explained why we won’t be opening until May, some returnees decided to return to Arizona, some went to the Red Barn, and to other cities, he replied.

Okay, I will do a few google searches to determine if I can found another nearby area to live until May, I said.

I found Big Sioux State Recreation Area Campgrounds in Brandon South Dakota which is 12.9 miles from my location. Upon speaking to a reservation specialist, who told me Big Sioux had spaces available to accommodate a 30-foot motorhome as well as amenities and the fee was $305.00 for a fourteen day stay. I had no place else to live at this time, so I paid the required amount. Then drove the 17-minutes to Brandon, found the Big Sioux Campground, located my space which had a small frozen snow pile. I unhooked my tow jeep from the rear of my motorhome and backed my motorhome over this pile into my space.

Once settled into my space, I drove around the campground in my jeep and discovered the dump-station was closed, the fresh water spicket was shut off, and the only available amenity was electricity which I could have lived without. I was beyond pissed!

My motorhome is self-contained. I have a generator and solar panel. The only thing I need is a dump station to dump my tanks, and a fresh water spicket to fill the side-water tank on my motorhome to flush my toilet, take showers, and prepare food. I have a large water jug which I refill as needed from fresh water spickets or stations to have drinking water. As well as fresh water to wash and prepare food when I am boondocking in the forest, deserts, canyons and on BLM or U.S. Army Corps of Engineer managed properties. Since I had ‘not stayed at either of the above-mentioned locations prior to arriving South Dakota I had no reason to refill this water jug.

After a week of not being able to dump my tanks, found a pay to dump station, and made regular trips to a nearby grocery store to buy jugs of water for cooking and drinking in Brandon, South Dakota. I wrote a review sharing my experiences and amount paid to stay at a campground without the services I needed based on false claims. I made a returned phone call to the booking office and discovered the male scheduling appointments for Brandon Campground was located in Florida. As a result, I wrote a review to call attention to this issue, so other motorhome dwellers won’t be defrauded. I forfeited my paid fee and returned to Sioux Falls; where I secured a full-hookup site containing a water spicket, sewage dump hookup, and electricity with additional amenities I did not need or use at Tower Campground which was okay.

While staying at both of the above-mentioned campgrounds my thoughts of finding a place to call home never ceased. Therefore, two weeks after settling at Towers I gave in to the constant prompts of finding an apartment and began a serious search for a two-bedroom, as well as a private garages. Because I can’t tow my pickup truck behind my motorhome without dropping its drive shaft, I usually store this vehicle in a public self-storage garage. When I returned home, I took the truck out and put the jeep in. Therefore, having a private storage garage at my apartment will alleviate the use and payment for a public garage.

Upon creating an apartment.com account and listing the type of apartment I was looking for. My cellphone was swamped by messages and videos of available apartments. I cancelled my account and briefly visited places I wouldn’t mind living for a brief period. Because this process was overwhelming, I had to remove a lot of personnel effects from the motorhome prior to dropping it at Camping World. A resident at the campground told me she had stayed at Penbrooke Apartments while having a lot of work done on her motorhome. It was okay, but I wouldn’t want to be a permanent resident there. Also, they do have private garages for residents which I needed to store stuff from my motorhome, the complex is not far from here, she replied. I need a garage and a two-bedroom apartment for office equipment. I’ll check them out. Thanks, I replied.

I drove to Penbrooke Apartments which was not far from Tower Campground. I really hated the crowded appearance of this complex. It as well as a similar associate complex took up an entire block on both sides of the street. Vehicles were parked everywhere. Well, you need a garage, and they appear to have many on both sides of the street. It might not be as bad as it looks, also you are flexible. Further, this is only a temporary solution for you. It will also give you the opportunity to check your household effects up close and personal, I told myself.

I walked thru the apartment and decided it was okay, not like my motorhome or my previous home; but it might be okay for a brief time. I also looked at the private garage and decided to sign a lease agreement. This is when I saw all the crap they had as an addendum lease add-ons. However, I don’t call seeing the list of utilities which include owner fees being paid by residents. The greatest shocker for me was the requirement that all residents were required to either via the complex or an outside provider a rental insurance policy in the amount of $300.000 dollars on his/her apartment unit. Geez, I have owned three homes, and never had that much coverage on either. Why so much, do the owners expect residents to rebuild the entire complex if there’s a fire, I asked?

My agent laughed. No, they just want to make sure their property is covered if residents are callous and cause harm to their property, as well as that of other residents, she replied.

Two days later, I moved into this apartment. This is when I discovered some of my belongings and household effects were missing, damaged, chipped, as well as items in my 8-piece Vintage Tiara Glass and Dinnerware Set is missing, broken, and crushed which had to have occurred in 2021, when a customer at my storage unit had a fire in his unit.

During this time, the day after the fire, I was on my way back to Sioux Falls when I got a text regarding this matter from the facility owner. I pulled off the highway to respond to his text and shared my in-route location. He was at the facility and went with me to check my storage unit upon my arrival. When I opened the door to my unit, there was no soot, no smoke smell and no water indicating a fire had ever occurred or was fought anywhere near or on my side of the facility. My unit was located near the exit door on the opposite side of the firewall and storage facility.

Everything at that time was still in its original heavy-duty long-distance transport boxes. Well labeled and tagged; identifying what was inside every box. Furniture was still saran wrapped, and my unit was arranged so I could walk around to access all items, even those needed occasionally from my file cabinet, supply cabinet, and safe. At this time, I could send a stranger into my unit and tell them where to find all items, including those in boxes.

A few months later, I went to get something from my storage unit and discovered my unit empty. Everything was gone! In a panic I called the owner, who was swamped by calls from other storage customers discovering the same. During my conversation with the owner, I found out he was blind-sided by his insurance carry, who hired Intek Cleaning & Restoration without his knowledge. As a result, it is these people who are removing customers belongings from their units and transporting them to their warehouse for service so roofers can begin repairing the facilities damaged roof, he replied.

How can they do this without talking to me or having me sign a contract, I asked.

Edith, they are doing this to everyone. I can give you their telephone number and the name of the contact person, which he did. This turned out to be the biggest mess I have ever encountered in my life. I found the contact person to be evasive and a liar. I couldn’t get a response to the simplest questions: (1) When did you remove my belongings from my unit? (2) How could your company do this without authorization from me? and (3) When do you plan to return my belongings to my storage unit?

I was so irritated with these people; I didn’t return to check my unit until mid-October after total right knee surgery. Upon opening the door to my unit, I was pissed to find my cloth furniture (chairs and couch) were unwrapped and sitting in front of the entrance door, and majority of stuff appeared to be shoveled into my unit with a bulldozer. I grabbed my cellphone, gave the contact person my name and said, I am at my storage unit now and just discovered the appearance of my unit; if you don’t send somebody to cleanup my unit, I will call the police and file a claim against you and your company!

Yes, four people arrived to clean up their original mess. They moved every easy to move item from my unit into the hallway of the facility. I had them open every box to identify every item inside, write it on labels and display it on the outside of every box. Then, rearrange these boxes against the left wall, boxes with mattress sets against back wall with bedroom and dresser and mirror in front of mattresses. Office desk, file cabinet, supply cabinet, and medium size book case against the right wall, etc.

I admit, I was so angry and in severe pain as I dealt with these people. Therefore, I don’t recall seeing my matching chest of dresses at that time. So, I was never sure if all of my belongings were ever returned to my unit. So, this move would give me the opportunity to check. Meanwhile there were things in my unit that did not belong to me. Once I called the leader of the group’s attention to these items, she had her workers remove and load them on their truck.

A few weeks later I returned to my unit to retrieve my box of shoes and the portable ice machine for my swollen knee. My box of shoes were not in my unit. Upon making a phone call to the office, I was told to stop pass the Intek warehouse the following day. Upon arriving at the warehouse and banging on the door for a while. The door was opened, and I was escorted to a large laundry and work room. Where my box of shoes and a few other belongings were stacked. I retrieved my belongings and left.

Currently, I am overwhelmed by anger for Intek and its employees. These people turned my easy-going, laid-back lifestyle into a serious nightmare which didn’t have to occur, since there was no damage to my belongings because of the fire occurrence at my storage facility. All these people had to do was leave my belongings in their original boxes and saran wrappings and return them to my storage unit after the roof was repaired. The unauthorized removable of my and other storage unit customers was all about the $5,000.00 charge Intek planned to get from each customer, which I refused to pay.

A year later, after constant letters and phone calls from Intek which I ignored. Because, I knew I didn’t have to pay them anything, especially not $5,000.00, because they had nothing with my signature on it. Finally, they left a message on my cellphone, requesting that I can them from my desert location to discuss a happy medium settlement in order to close this account. I talked to them and offered $3,000 which was accepted. I sent a check for $3,000.00, end of story.

Meanwhile here it is three years later, I’ am still having to deal with Intek’s callus handling of my household effects, resulting in damage, broken and missing items. Now, I need to decide if I should take these folks to court before my time runs out. My spirit tells me to let it go. But my flesh tells me to kick their ass because they loss my daily 4-pc dinnerware set, cookware and utensils, chest of drawers that matches my bedroom suit, etc. And damaged expensive belongings such as my 8-pc Vintage Tiara Dinnerware Set (Edges Chipped on 5-plates), and my “100 Greatest Books Ever Written” Collectible Leather-Bound Books Accent by 22-Karat Gold Trim Pages. Some books were turned on their front edge rather than back spine or bottom edge. Front edge of a few books were damaged.

**65 BOOKS FROM MY 100 – BEST STORIES EVER WRITTEN LIBRARY COLLECTION**

Currently, I am exhausted. I have functioned in overdrive ever since my belongings were delivered from my storage unit to my apartment. Again, I visited Intek warehouse looking for missing items. I found my black Tiara Vintage Wall Clock broken in half in a book with my name on it. The worker asked, “Do you want it?” What do you propose I do with a broken wall clock, I replied. I took a picture of the clock in the box, looked around for other belongings which I did not found. I finally said to the worker who was shadowing me as I looked around their warehouse for additional belongings. “Well, I hope the storage facility customer who got my belongings enjoy them and left the warehouse.”

Upon contacting my insurance company to discuss not finding missing items at the warehouse, as well as broken items found while unboxing glassware, I was told: “We can’t paid you for missing items. But you can hire a lawyer and sue Intek for all items not returned to you. However, you only have six years to do it. Starting from the time Intek took your belongings from your storage unit to when they were returned. Meanwhile, I will send you a damaged and broken items claim package. You will have to complete this package, provide as much information as possible regarding each item, and submit photos of all items you are claiming,” she said. I spent days setting up broken items to take photos for submission with claim forms and carrying empty moving boxes down 32-Steps to dumpsters every day. My entire body hurts. I am so over this!

MY EXODUS HOME_Apr-6-2023

Posted on April 6, 2023 by Edith Eveon Brown

APRIL 6, 2023

Staying at various campgrounds, as well as boondocking throughout Arizona from October 10, 2022 to April 6, 2023. Attempting to dodge winter weather such as snow, sleet, ice, high windstorms, dust storms and cold temperatures. As other full-time and temporary no-mad travelers, who dwell in motorhomes, travel trailers, tents, vans, etc. from various U.S. States, British Columbia, and the United Kingdom.

Mid-October 2022 to April 2023, most of us had and continued to deal with unusual chilly days and nights during our stay in parts of Arizona, which was very usual to say the least, and were looking forward to returning home sooner rather than later usual in the month of April. However, we were caught off guard by the above weather conditions. As well as fierce winds, fires, heavy rains, floods, and mud slides in various parts of Arizona.

Shortly after many of us had determined what date might be the perfect time to start our return journey home, reports of tornadoes began to surface which were traveling from the north, west and east, heading south. Now, the question on all of our minds were how to plan out-of-the-way-routes beyond or skirting predicted tornado areas to escape these dangerous storms. It was turning out to be a crap shoot, as we listened to radios and watched television trying to determine when to make a dash for our home states.

I decided to leave Hi Jolly, the 14-day free day stay Boondocking campground on April 6^th. As a result, I left Quartzsite Arizona at 7:30am arriving in Phoenix around 9:00am. My trip went pretty well until I took I-10 East. Two hours later I was pretty much standing on my brakes trying to bring my motorhome to an unexpected quick stop because traffic was at a standstill and people were out of their vehicles on the shoulder of the highway. In between our slow crawl, stop, wait then crawl again up the highway. I opened my google app and asked: “What happened on I-10 East in Tucson Arizona?” Reply was: Single vehicle crash with multiple casualties. Interstate -10 is closed near Tangerine Road”.

I had no idea where Tangerine Road was, nor did I know upon finally seeing highway cones blocking further travel up I-10, the name of the small town I was being directed to enter by local police officers. As directed, I swung off the highway, took the short exit. Then swung across an empty side road to park on an open dirt field. “This is home for tonight, I will figure it out tomorrow, I said.” as I left the driver seat of my vehicle for the nearby couch. I asked Google, “What is my location?” I discovered I was in Marana Arizona.

I microwaved my dinner, fed the dog, and took him out to potty. Secured my motorhome and went to bed. Other travelers who didn’t know another route from this small city or a back road to get around the accident did the same.

The next morning a check of Google app indicated the deadly crash was the result of a rollover. The driver a 78-year-old male, and two female passengers, 81 and 69-years old were thrown from a 2005 Dodge Ram and rolled over by the truck. I didn’t know any of these people, but my heart ached, and I felt sad for the pain these victims’ families would endure for years. After breakfast, I begin my long journey home to South Dakota again.

This time, my GPS would not cooperate at all. It would not acknowledge the route I wanted to take. I had never traveled any of the many counties and backroads this GPS put me on. Nor had I ever traveled through Albuquerque, high mountains or peaks thought-out Colorado which never seemed to end. I was exhausted and only wanted to reach my home state. Often there were no rest areas, gas stations, or road shoulders to pull off the highway onto. So, I had to just keep rolling and pray service station signs were mounted high enough to recognize these stops prior to my motorhome running out of gas.

This was not a happy trip. It was identical to the trip from hell my girlfriend and I took from South Dakota to Why, Arizona on October 4, 2022 because of a GPS problem. So, I told myself. “This is your second trip through hell; the only thing that is different is, you haven’t had a water pump blowout. Thank you, God, there’s no problem with my motorhome, I said. Arriving in Sioux Falls on April 9^th.

Hi Jolly Campground, Quartzsite AZ_Mar-31-2023

Posted on March 31, 2023 by Edith Eveon Brown

March 31-Apri 6, 2023

This is one of my favorite no frills homestead stops, and one I escape to when I am tired of dealing with folks who feel they are entitled to more camping space than anyone else. Also, the host (Alex) is a wonderful, caring person. He is observant and makes sure people honor the 14-free day stay clause.

Hi Jolly is a free 14-day BLM dispersed (wide area) camping area location in Quartzsite, AZ on U.S. Highway 95. There aren’t any amenities (sewage dumps, electricity, or fresh water spickets). However, this property is conveniently located near service stations. A bank, fresh water and propane refills and dump stations. As well as, a grocery store, family dollar, dollar general, hardware store, fast food shops and indoor dinning eateries. There are seven or more nearby campgrounds to name a few. So, if you enjoy crowds, crowded living spaces, and busy people constantly roaming around. I certainly don’t like crowds and can only deal with these living environments occasionally.

Therefore, after watching the constant movement of people, hearing my neighbors conversations, and my dog Echo barking constantly, because our neighbor and their guests were sitting close to our motorhome to dodge the sun, rather than on their concrete patio slab under an umbrella. Further, slamming motorhome doors and closeness of one neighbor who decided to park his roofless ATV close to my motorhome to block blowing rain from get into his ATV.

At this point, I determined it was time to leave and visit with Alex and his wife at Hi Jolly, my peaceful place to mentally prepare myself for my return trip to Sioux Falls. It was a blast finding a few Canadian and European friends at Hi Jolly, planning their severe weather escape enroute home, the same as I. We left Hi Jolly in waves. Wishing each a safe journey home.

Escape to Quartzsite AZ_Feb-23-2023

Posted on February 23, 2023 by Edith Eveon Brown

**Quail Run RV Community Living, Quartzsite Arizona**

I am so over dealing with the crazy unusual winter weather in Why AZ where I had been homesteading from October 11, 2022 to January 9, 2023, at a spot without full-hookup service which I normally do in deserts, canyons and forest areas because my motorhome is fully self-contained with its own exterior generator that runs everything in the house (i.e. air conditional, refrigerator, interior and exterior lights, receptors, televisions, computer equipment, landline phone, convection microwave and grill).

Otherwise, if I cannot run the generator due to gas level. Portable propane tanks will run stovetop, furnace and refrigerator, while my rooftop solar panel provides light and activate one receptor. At these times, my girls-scout explorer training and backup equipment systems are employed until I need to pack up the motorhome and make a trip to nearby dump stations to dump my gray and black tanks; refill exterior water tank, refill truck gas, exterior and portable propane tanks, as well as depose of house trash bags.

I really love my no-mad lifestyle, as well as the ability to move from one place to another whenever I desire. Like now; upon determining due to cold weather in Why AZ I spent $1,695.00 for excessive propane and gas tank refills. I have lived this lifestyle for the last five-years and I have never spent this much money while homesteading anywhere. Not only do my wallet need a break; my body needs one as well from the unhooking, lifting, refilling, carrying and reconnecting portable propane tanks because it has been so cold in Why AZ.

Therefore, I called Quail Run in Quartzsite, AZ to determine if they had any full-hookup sites for rent at their RV Park (i.e., city water, electricity and sewage}. Carol answered the phone and said, I certainly do. Our full-service sites are $355.00 a month. What date do you want to arrive, she asked.

I will arrive on February 1^st, I replied.

Okay, I have scheduled your arrival for February 1^st. Safe travelers, she said.

Thanks Carol, I will see you soon, I replied.

On February 1^st, 2023, I packed up my motorhome, dumped my tanks and attached my jeep in tow mode behind my motorhome and made a 4-hour drive to Quail Run located in Quartzsite AZ, which is usually a 2-hour-51-minute drive from Why AZ. The trip was made longer because of high winds blowing across highways. You can’t do 65-miles an hour, driving a top-heavy motorhome in high winds which is a Lesson I learned while travelling from Iowa to New Mexico. I was doing 65-miles an hour heading south on a baren highway and was hit by an unexpected wind-tunnel crossing the highway which swung my motorhome completely around heading north in the opposite direction and lane.

Thank God I was the only vehicle on the highway at that time. I immediately recognized this could have been a disaster for me and other drivers on the highway. As a result, I am always attentive to the bowing of trees or tall grass on the sides of highways, as well as the slightest shift or sway of my vehicle and that of 18-wheelers. I have no problems traveling in the slow land and dropping my speed in a safe manner.

**Gravel Tow Vehicle Unhitch Area and RV Community**

I pulled into Quail Runs’ entrance behind other motorhomes. A man with a clipboard checked us in and directing us with tow vehicles to pull onto a dirt lot to unhook these vehicles and wait for an escort to lead us to our assigned site; help us park into these spaces then return us to the dirt lot to drive our unhitched vehicles to our sites. These guys were friendly, professional and made check-in fun.

Take your time. Once you finish setting up your site you can walk down to that building and finish your check-in process. Hope you enjoy your stay here, Ron my escort said.

The three ladies in the office first names began with a C. So, the joke of the day was, “We see see see you.” They were welcoming, laughed a lot, made you feel like family. They along with grounds workers makes me feel welcome and makes me laugh every day. I am not used to being around some many no-mads or living in crowded areas with lots of people from all walks of life, but it turns out to be fun with a caring environment.

Talk about being busy. Upon final check-in I was provided a February Calendar which showed daily activities for the month which included but not limited to (i.e., Yahtzee, Cribbage, Quirkie, Hand & Foot, Decks of Cards, Taboo, Five Crowns, Mexican Train, Poker, Crafts & Hobbies, Morning Exercise, Block Parties, Bingo, Concealed Carry Class, Painting Class, Pancake Breakfast, etc.).

Further, if you desire you can checkout DVDs, Books, and Puzzles from Clubhouse to enjoy in your own environment. Trash pickup from curb at 10am & 4pm. Morning coffee daily at 6am in Clubhouse. Come wake up and chat with other early risers and walking club. Nope, never done this… Just too early. However, if you are looking for a friendly place to call home; away from your cold winter residence with lots of activities and/or new things to do, as well as make need friends I recommend Quail Run. This property contains 168 full-hook-up sites, an area for primitive camping, also restrooms, showers, laundry room, recycling, trash pickup, dog run, clubhouse, and office. This is a spacious RV Park.

Happy New Year_2023

Posted on January 2, 2023 by Edith Eveon Brown

The year of 2022 was a difficult year for many lower income-earners, the unemployed and retired American citizens. However, the thought of ushering in a new year, 2023 and being thankful that everyone I know (family and friends) are in good health; still living a life of independence and who I can see, talk to and occasionally visit is something I am truly grateful for. I hope you can celebrate this same blessing as you move through the month of January and the months that follows.

Yes, I too have heard complaints from many whining, politicians, and American citizens, who berates President Biden as if he created inflation, covid-19 and the pending upcoming recession is his fault which was disheartening and a deceitful lie. In case you didn’t know or don’t remember. American has dealt with inflations, recessions, and pandemics before. In fact, while President George W. Bush was in office from 2007 – 2009, we dealt with a great recession which last for 18-months and was recorded in history as the longest American recession since World War II. President Obama became president in 2008, it was under his leadership that our countries’ debts were paid down and America emerged from that recession.

I can list additional and similar events that occurred under previous presidents at which time Americans were more accepting, less vocal and/or less vicious towards fellow Americans. As Americans, no matter our race or backgrounds. We tighten our belts, spent less, helped our neighbors, show compassion, and have re-bound from situations such as inflation, recession, pandemics, E. cola and more, because we are Americans and we stand together to support and defend every citizen weather by birth or as immigrants, as well as defend our democracy as citizens of this country.

One thing I have noticed throughout my seventy-plus-years is that my fellow American’s stuffer from short-term and selective memories – remembering only those events that benefits them. Usually, these Americans are the folks with the loud mouths or with the biggest bullhorns who always lead a parade of followers to their own demise. Such as the creation of covid-19 charade of death which caused thousands of people to die because they refused to take a covid vaccination and boosters as if vaccination requirements in America was a new type of health fad.

However, leaders that initiated this movement against covid vaccinations and boosters secretly took these vaccinations, as a result they still live while thousands of residents do not. Regretfully, research studies indicate some Americans who contracted Covid-19 developed Long-haul symptoms four weeks or more after recovering from the virus. Further studies suggest Long-Covid occurs less frequently amongst people who contracted Covid after receiving vaccinations.

The bottom line is this: It was under President Biden, Dr. Ashish Jha and Chief Medical Advisor, Anthony Fauci’s leadership that most Americans survived Covid-19. The majority of Americans who took his/her vaccinations and boosters once it became available had little to no lasting health disabilities. In fact, I was amongst the first to get my vaccinations and boosters.

As a result, I never contracted Covid-19 or any long-haul disabilities. My health and independence are of foremost importance to me. As a result, I have always gotten the following vaccinations: Influenzae, pneumonia, shingles, tetanus. As well as once available I got two-Covid shoots and three-Boosters.

I hope you will live your best life in 2023 based on your own decisions of what is needed in your own life and passions that are important to you. With that said, march to the beat of your own drum, control your anger and distance yourself from crowds of angry people pushing one-sided agenda by its leader.

Return To Why AZ_ Oct 10-Dec 31, 2022

Posted on December 31, 2022 by Edith Eveon Brown

**October – December 2022 – Why AZ Homestead**

I usually enjoy driving from state-to-state. However, this was the first time I felt exhausted and ready for this trip to be over. Before I recognized where we were on I-10 East heading towards Tucson Arizona. Delores here’s SR-86, we’re arrive in Why Arizona in forty-five minutes.

This turned out to be one heck of a trip. I know it was frustrating for you at times, but it was fun and enlightening for me. This is the first-time I have had an opportunity to travel to so many states in a comforter vehicle that provides all the comforts of a home. I have seen how residents live in different areas; the layout of various states; products grown and harvested in those areas. Also, I have met and talked to many friendly strangers (travelers like us, and residents in states we travelled thru or spend the night in). I will always remember this trip but a little sad this trip is ending so soon but good things in life do eventually end, she said.

I am glad you enjoyed your trip. I really hoped you would. However, I will not forget it either because this journey was beyond frustrating to me. I considered it to be a trip thru hell. I have never dealt with a trip like this in my entire highway travelling life; not even as a property inspector traveling for state-to-state, I replied.

This was my fourth return to Coyote Howl. So, upon entering the entrance and stopping at the available open area where I enjoy homesteading, I was greeted by a few recently returned and seasonal residents which was exciting and welcoming. After refusing offers of help to get us settled back into my space because I was tired. I think I will set here for the night and settle into my spot in the morning I replied. The next day, October 11^th, with Delores by my side we settled into my usual spot.

There is nothing like, living in desert areas, canyons, forest, near mountains, state owned land/parks, Bureau of land management, or Army corps of engineer properties. You choose your own spot, stay 14-days for free, use a season pass or make daily or monthly homestead space rental payments. Either way, your homestead location can change instantly. Because you live on, or off grid monthly living expense would be less than living in a stick/mortar-built home or apartment living.

Further, the beforementioned living areas are fluid; meaning if you don’t like people living in the area, or not excited to behold your space or homestead terrain every morning at sunrise or evenings at sunset. You turn your key in your ignition, wave goodbye, and move farther down the road or to another city or state that offers the same types of living environments.

Delores and I spent a lot of time outdoors with my puppy Echo, walking dirt roads, breathing fresh air, not worried about corvid-19 or other viruses, preparing meals together, talking, watching clouds forming amazing shapes during the day and stars at night. Because Delores mentioned she wanted to take pictures of sunsets and sunrises to residents. Whenever, someone noticed we were not present during beautiful or unusual sky events; someone would rush over and knock on our door. “Ladies grab your cameras; you are missing a beautiful view in the sky. We would grab our camera/cellphone and race outside in outdoors clothes or P.J’s and robs.

On October 18, Delores and I were up early to make the two-hour drive to Tucson AZ, the nearest airport to Why AZ for her trip back to Maryland. I really missed her presents during my two-hour return trip to Why.

Meanwhile, I do not know why. But whenever I am homesteading in the desert. I am awake automatically by 5:00am and asleep by 7 or 8:00pm. This is such a quiet area until a group of Coyotes pass thru occasionally once most residents are in for the night. Did the Coyotes disturb you last night? Residents ask the next morning. Unless my previous dog, Dakota or my current puppy, Echo growls or barks I usually sleep thru these occasional night sounds.

November-December 2022, a very unusual winter in Arizona: For the last five years, I have made winter exodus from Sioux Falls South Dakota to Quartzsite BLM locations (Known as Bureau of Land Management Properties), Canyons and Primitive Campgrounds for the following reasons: September – March temperatures of 65 to 87 degrees, beautiful sunrise, sunsets, vivid cloud, and sky colors; Quiet off grid living in unpopulated desert areas near mountains with beautiful terrains.

Upon arriving in Why Arizona on October 10th, the temperature was 75-degrees during the day and around 67-degrees at night. In November and December, the weather changed drastically from the 70’s to the 50’s and below. As a result, from November 13 to December 31, 2022; I spent my time running back and forth across the Highway-86 to the Why Not Travel Store to refill 3-portable propane tanks to ensure the heater in my motorhome continue to operate properly to prevent my motorhome pipes from freezing.

Meanwhile, as I homestead in the cold temperatures of Why AZ, wearing my heavy-duty lined Challenge Series Snow Coat, and various medium-weight jackets over a silk jacket as a liner. I am grateful not to be in Sioux Falls South Dakota as I watch the best views the sky and nature environment has to offer.

Ajo Historical Society Museum_Oct-13-2022

Posted on October 13, 2022 by Edith Eveon Brown

October 13, 2022

**Vintage Stones, Stone Ware and School Bell**

During my three-year exodus to Why AZ to escape South Dakota Winters. I occasionally made the 10-mile drive to Ajo, a quaint diverse township that proudly showcase its Historic Spanish Colonial Architecture of churches, homes, and open-air circular town park where residents and tourist gather to socialize, enjoy the weather, listen to music, purchase food and wearable merchandise from vendors. As well an patronize an assortment of surrounding businesses such as craft shops, library, gym, historic railway station, post office, dog groomer, bookstore, restaurant, etc.

Rather than site-see, most times my trips to Ajo was to buy grocery items from Olson Market, Family Dollar, Dollar General or quickly wash two loads of clothes at the town’s laundry mate.

On October 13, 2022, to appease my visiting girlfriend, Delores I decided to take her sightseeing around Ajo which turned out to be a great trip.

We were amazed by the amounts of exhibits displayed which includes but not limited to the following:

– Vintage Clothes Irons heated atop a cookstove-1940s to 1950s

Traveling Grace_ Oct 4-9, 2022

Posted on October 10, 2022 by Edith Eveon Brown

I have been living my life as a full-time Nomad Traveler since January 2018. During this time, I had one travel companion which was Richard, my brother in August 2021. Therefore, I was beyond shock and taken aback when I answered my phone in October and heard: “Hello, my friend, when are you planning to leave Sioux Falls for the winter?

On October 4^th, I replied.

Okay, I will be arriving at your Sioux Falls Airport on Frontier Airline Flight F-9727 at 2:08pm on October 2nd, the caller said.

Stop lying Delores, I replied.

I am not lying my friend. I look forward to seeing you at the airport on October 2^nd at 2:08pm, she repeated.

Okay, I will be there on the 2^nd, I replied. Although both of us are retired we had never discussed taking a trip or spending anytime together after I sold my Maryland home in our old neighborhood and moving to Sioux Falls SD on January 17, 2018.

Meanwhile the drive back to Why Arizona would be my first drive in my motorhome since having Reverse Shoulder Replacement Surgery to my right shoulder on May 9^th, Therefore, I was excited and looked forward to having Delores join me on my return journey to Why Arizona. But I still wondered why now? We hadn’t seen each other since January 17, 2018.

Upon her arrival Delores fell into step beside me as I performed my annual routine of packing up the motorhome for highway travel which included grocery shopping at Wal-Mart to restock motorhome dry/can food cabinets, as well as to stock freezer and refrigerator. Then we rearranged clothes closets and drawers. This process ended with us securing doors and drawers for clothes, medicines, tools, outdoor equipment including chairs, tail-gate dish, outdoor rug, tire levels, water hoses, sewage dump equipment, external electric cord for utility hookup and three portable propane tanks

On October 4^th at 9:00am, I drove my motorhome from its spot where we had homestead for the last 6-months to a level road position so we could attach the jeeps towbar to the back of the motorhome and secure it for travel. I hugged my neighbor and we headed for the nearest service station where we brought breakfast and filled up the motorhome’s gas tank. Shortly thereafter, the State of South Dakota and its Nebraska border lay miles behind us.

It was a great day to travel. The sky was a vibrant blue, the sun was bright, air brisk and the highway was wide-open before us. There was Little to no traffic on the highway as we left Sioux Falls, entered Nebraska, and continued our travels during the following three days.

Usually, it’s a three-day drive from South Dakota to my Why Arizona desert location. However, instead of using my cellphone as my GPS, I purchased a new Garmin GPS on October 1^st and loaded information as directed via the device and internet instructions. The darn device turned out to have a mine of its own. No matter what I did, it was determined to force me to use the west-coast to reach my destination. Although, I continued to enter an east-coast address. Meanwhile, every time I changed directions and headed East; the device would add additional miles to our trip.

The hardest trips I have ever taken were on the West-Coast which is a route I avoid like not taking Castrol or other laxatives for constipation. Image the gas usage and wear and tear on your vehicle when you are driving a 30-foot motorhome with a Jeep Wrangler in tow climbing mountain after mountain.

I have only had two parked on the side of the road events in my lifetime which were caused because I miss judged my distance and ran out of gas. But I never had and always dread the possibility of having a roadside breakdown because something broke on my vehicle. As a result, I am adamant about having my vehicles serviced prior to getting on the highway. This is what I did in September prior to leaving Sioux Falls on October 4^th.

I was so irritated with the function of my newly purchased Garmin GPS from Wal-Mart, as well as increasing constant shoulder pain from my previous six-month old surgery and could only take a Tramadol once I pulled into a place off the highway for the night. Delores immediately picked up on my frustrations and not only became my animated passenger seat dancer, singer and motorhome hill climbing Fanclub cheerer. It is now October 7^th . I have been driving up and down 6000-7000 Latitude mountains for four days. Pulling off the highway into truck stops before dark to eat dinner and go to bed.

We had just cleared Payton AZ, a small, congested town with crawling traffic thru short timer set traffic lights. At this point we had been driving for two hours when I noticed my motorhome wasn’t climbing mountains as before, also I was smelling heat and steam from where I sit behind the steering wheel. I finally said, Delores hold-on, I need to pull off the highway because something is wrong with the motorhome.

Once I had safely pulled both the motorhome and jeep-in-tow, onto the shoulder of the highway. I pulled the hood release and exited the motorhome side-door to check under the hood because vehicles were travelling 80 or more miles an hour as they passed us on the shoulder. Though due to shoulder pain it was a struggle to unlatch and lift the hood. Once done, I discovered smoke and heat seem to be coming from everywhere. As a result, I called AAA.

Upon describing my situation and location, my Sioux Falls AAA provider transferred me to a dispatcher near my highway location. Upon explaining the smell and smoke under the hood plus telling him I had a jeep with a dead battery in tow.

“Sounds like you might have a busted water pump. Ms. Brown do you feel safe where you are because I can send a police officer to your location”, he said.

If drivers stay on their side of the road, I am okay, I replied.

Okay it’s going to take a while for me to find a tow provider to transport you because, I need one to tow a heavy load, and this is the weekend so most shops are backlogged, closed, or soon will be closing for the weekend. I don’t want you to worry Ms. Brown, just hang tight; I promise I will get you off the top of that mountain, he said.

While waiting two tow trucks swung in ahead of us. Looked at both the motorhome and jeep; but determined their vehicle couldn’t tow both. At 5:00pm a larger tow-truck pulled in front of us, and a smiling driver quickly jumped to the ground from the cab of his truck and ran around the front of his truck to the shoulder where Delores and I stood.

”Hello ladies, I am Dennis, like Dennis the Menace. Which one of you ladies is Edith Brown, he asked laughing”.

“I am Edith, and this is my friend, Delores”, I replied.

“What is your planned destination”, he asked.

“Why, Arizona”, I replied.

Okay, that’s on the East side. I can tell you now. Looking at the puddle on the ground I am willing to bet, you have a busted water pump and Payton is booked up by RV repair service needs. So, if I tow you back; you will be waiting at least a week before anyone can even look at your rig. Then they might have to order the part which could take another week. Although, it’s going to take a while I suggest I tow you forward to Mesa AZ which is a larger city and closer to your destination. Also, your chance of getting your rig repaired would be a hell of a lot faster. So, Ms. Brown which way do you want me to tow you?

Mesa AZ is fine. Luxury RV, which is on Main Street, has serviced my motorhome in the pass prior to my return trips home to South Dakota, I replied.

Okay, let me get to work getting you hooked up so I can get us off this got dam mountain tops; we aren’t safe with these fools behind the steering-wheels, Dennis said.

Delores and I stood on the shoulder of the highway watching Dennis hookup my motorhome to his truck and install skaters which took a while because of foolish highway drivers. Further, it was added danger for all of us as Dennis tried to get back onto the highway. Drivers wouldn’t move over though high beam lights were blinking on the top and sides of the tow truck. As well as on the rear of the jeep and sides of my motorhome.

It was around 7:00pm when we arrived in Mesa Arizona. Luxury RV was one-minute from a large shopping center lot which had signs posted, “Over-night parking not allowed”. This is the best and closest place for me to drop your vehicles. It looks like a manager might still be in Ross’s Dress Store, I am going to explain your situation as a traveler and see if he/she will let me drop you here at the curb across from their store until you can get your vehicle repaired across the street at Luxury RV on Monday. Hang tight ladies, I will return shortly, he said as he jumped from the cab of his truck and ran across the parking lot to Ross’s.

Upon his return. “It’s a go ladies; just stay put. Let me review the area before dropping your vehicles. We don’t need any other dangers, he said”.

Once my vehicles were dropped; hookups, tow lights and skaters were removed. Dennis helped Delores and I from the cab of his truck and I completed the required paperwork; he called in my credit card number to his office for clearance. I signed the tow document.

“You two ladies are awesome. I have had all kinds of folks in the cab of this truck who had all types of beliefs and mindsets. Some on drugs, drunk, and/or wanting to argue about religion, LBG residents, emigrants, Democrats vs Republicans, etc. However, the three of us talked about where we grew up, how our parents raised us; the dumb things we did as kids; leaving home as young adults, the crappy jobs we’ve had. What the important things are in life, places we’ve lived and visited (good/bad). I swear this two-hour trip was great. If either of you are in this neck of the woods ever again, whether you have a breakdown or not; here is my card please call me. I would like to see you again, hear your traveling stories or tow you to safety”, Dennis said.

I agree this was a refreshing, funny and uplifting trip. Also, the first time I have road in a front seat as a passage in three or more centuries, I replied laughing.

I enjoyed my backseat ride as well as our conversations. It’s the first time I ever had an entire backseat to myself, Delores added also laughing.

See ladies, that’s what I am talking about Dennis said. We shook hand exchanged business cards and said goodnight.

Monday morning upon contacting Luxury RV turned out to be the greatest disappointment. Although this company has serviced my motorhome on five different occasions, the new service manager, Gregg had no empathy or commitment to ensure a former customer got the emergency service needed to get her back onto the highway. Instead, he said, “We don’t have any water pumps in stock. However, you can call this phone number…. He’s name is Drew; he’s a RV Tech and a friend of mine. Upon leaving a message for Drew. I called Liz, Luxury RV Receptionist and informed her of my situation and location, as well as the beforementioned conversation with Gregg. She was appalled, and immediately provided phone numbers for Larry Miller Ford, Earnhardt Ford, Sandtan Ford and Camping World. All were booked up. However, Camping World said they could get me into their service center next Monday. Upon disconnecting from Camping World, Drew returned my call. I explained my situation to him.

Gosh I wish I could help you. I do everything inside motorhomes but nothing under the hood. When I worked at Luxury RV if we got a job, we couldn’t do we sent it across the street to Japan Motor; they are good folks. I bet they will make the repairs you need. Here is their phone number.

On the first ring, “Hello this is Jazz, how can I help you? A professional voice said.”

Hello Jazz, this is Edith Brown I was towed into Mesa from the top of a 7000 high mountain top on Friday night because of a busted water pump, I replied.

Just a minute, I am going to put Danny on the phone, she said.

Hello this is Danny. How can I help you Ms. Brown? I repeated my previous response to Jazz.

What is your location here in Mesa?

I am on the shopping center parking lot across from Ross’s Dress Shop, I replied.

Great. I am across the street from Luxury RV. You are only a half minute drive which can be done without causing additional problems to your motorhome. Come to me, I’ll be standing outside waiting, he said and hung-up.

A guy was at the apron entranceway to the shop waving. Pull on your flashers and stay there a minute he shouted. Another guy was backing a vehicle out of the service bay and parked it in an outside space. Alright, come to us the other guy shouted. We were greeted by two smiling, good-look men; Danny, and Oscar, who immediately popped the hood and surveyed my motorhome.

Upon entering the office, a smiling Jazz offered cold bottles of water and snacks. We were still chatting when Danny and Oscar entered the office to inform me that I did have a busted water pump which Danny was ordering at that moment as an emergency in hopes of getting it delivered within the hour. Also, I mentioned that my jeep battery was dead which they had already discovered.

It does not matter the distance I tow my jeep. My battery is always dead whenever I arrive at my destination, I said.

We’ve got a gadget for that. Your dead battery problem occurs because you must turn your ignition on for your wheels to roll which means your battery is engaged and running during the entire trip. However, if will install a shutoff gadget on your battery which disconnects it; you will no longer have a dead battery problem, Oscar replied.

Please install that gadget on my jeep and show me how to use it, I said.

Consider it done, Danny said.

We were back on the highway in 2-1/2 hours later, arriving in Why AZ at 5:32pm, on October 10, 2022.

As a result, to show my gratitude I sent Peace Lily Plants to Liz and Jazz to spruce up their desk and/or waiting areas and express my gratitude for their help. I also wrote a stellar review regarding my experience and shared the compassion shown to me by Japan Motors manager and staff. However, I wrote a bad review for Luxury RV. But mentioned Liz by name and expressed my gratitude for her concern and desire to help me.

Persuaded to Get Another Dog_ Aug 30, 2022

Posted on August 30, 2022 by Edith Eveon Brown

After my Silver German Shephard, Dakota was euthanized by my vet on April 18^th.

I decided that was the end of my desire to own a dog. Although throughout my entire childhood and early adulthood, I grown up with and owned dogs. I did not think owning a pet at this time in my life would affect me one way or another, however the loss of Dakota’s presence has even after packing away all his toys, collars, leash, combs, and brushes in his Duffy bag.

I was really looking forward to not having to rush home because Dakota had been home alone for an hour or more. Not having to get up early to take him out to potty. Instead getting up whenever I desire, not having to visit every park near our homestead areas because Dakota needed to get his exercise.

Not having to constantly sweep and dust because my Motorhome and clothes are always covered with Dakota’s hair; requiring me to carry dog hair removal brushes in my purse, pant pocket, both trucks and jeep to remove excessive dog hair before entering stores, visiting friends, socializing with associates, or going to see a live play.

Once these opportunities surfaced, I never took advantage of any of them. Though I was free for 5-months. My eyes-only leaked tears. I pushed through my shoulder pain to perform daily tasks around my motorhome, as well as do my rehab exercises. Further, Sioux Falls has over eighty beautifully easily accessible, well-maintained parks. During this time, I did not visit any of them.

During office visits with my Doctors and Physical Therapists, Dakota always became a part of our discussion which usually went as follows: Edith you invested so much money in trying to cure Dakota of the awful disease he was born with for the last three years and instead of getting better he got worst. It was time to let him go.

There is no doubt in my mind, Dakota knew you loved him and tried to make him better. He would want you to get another dog, not to replace him or his memories. But because you need a travelling companion and a protector that would make strangers who might want/attempt to harm you think twice before approaching; an alert from a dog is all you need to call 911 or grab a weapon to defend both of you.

As a result, on August 30, I contact Rod, the breeder to determine if he had any males in the litter. Hello Rod, my name is Edith Brown. My physical Therapist, at Prairie Rehab in Sioux Falls gave me your phone number and address. Do you have any German Shepard and Poodle Puppies left?

Yes, he is, my friend and told me about you and your need for a replacement dog. Also, he has been trying to help me get rid of these puppies. I have one male left. If you want him, I will hold him for you if you can pick him up in the next three-days. Currently I have two litters which totals 19-puppies. I cannot afford to feed all of them. So, the sooner I can get rid of some, the better-off my older dogs and I will be, he replied laughing.

How far are you from me in Sioux Falls, I asked.

I live in Worthington, Minnesota which is an hour drive from you. Once you cross the border, you take the first exit on your right which will bring you to my street, he replied.

This will be my first long road trip since shoulder surgery May. So, it may take me a little longer than an hour, I said.

That is okay. I will be here whenever you arrive, he replied.

I am on my way, I will see you soon, I said.

It was amazing to arrive on farmland and see cows, older dogs, and puppies. A black puppy was out of the pen and running across the field galloping toward a man heading towards him like a horse. The man stopped and the puppy ran and sit at the man’s feet. The man bends down and scooped the puppy up in his arm. At this point I was sure, this was Rod. I parked my pickup truck and got out.

Hello Edith, you made it here less than an hour. That shoulder must be healing well, he said.

Right now, my shoulder and arm feel tired and heavy, I replied.

I am sure that is the result of your tight grip on the steering wheel. On the way back do not grip the steering wheel; you know how to drive so just rest both hands on the steering wheel. If you need to turn, do it gently without pressure. Here is your new furry friend. Wait let me show you this. He put the puppy on the ground and gave the following commands: Sit, lay, stay, come, no, leave it, he said.

The puppy performed every command as spoken. That is good Rod, six things I only need to reinforce I replied.

He is smart when he wants to be. Otherwise, he is a hard-head little boy. So, make him work to remember his commands. Also, he can play ball by himself which keeps him busy for an hour or more, he said.

I had no idea what he would look like. However, I did not expect German Shepherd colors on his paws and legs. Meanwhile there is a strange cuteness about him, I said.

Laughing, well that is a wonderful way to say it. I am curious to see what he is going to look like as he gets older. If it is not going to be much of a burden and you take pictures of him, send me picture and text, letting me know how the both of you are doing, Rod replied.

Did you name him I asked?

Nope why bother: owners will rename them anyway. I am going to put him on the rubber floor mate in the back. Hopefully, he will not get sick on the ride back home. He has not had anything to eat since this morning, he replied.

Meanwhile, I have returned to potty training, dealing with puppy diarrhea, administering doses of Kaopectate, boiling rice and chicken, walking Echo, playing ball, tug of war and obedience training. I find these to be harder than in the past. I might be a little too old for this type of dog training because I am always tired especially when I must pull an all-nighter because of diarrhea.

I hope not. Also, Rod you can expect to get pictures and notes about this furry child from me soon. We shook hands and I left. We were riding for about thirty-minutes. Oh god, puppy dog I smell you. I know you pooped by there, I said.

A Shepadoodle which is a German Shepherd & Poodle Mix

Echo is different from all my pass dogs which were German Shepherds, a Chow Chow, Saint Bernard, and a Dachshund. When I talked to them, they listened and at less attempt to perform a given command. Not this one…. Echo pretends not to hear my voice as he does what he wants. Later, rolls his eyes as to say, “Did you say something to me?”

My doctors were tickled to death to see pictures of Echo. Oh my god how precious. Look at those eyes, ears, and two-tone colors. He is going to be a smart dog. German Shepherds and Poodles are both smart. I bet he will be double smart. Nope, not yet. I think I must be dealing with the poodle side right now. Keep hoping the German Shepherd trait will show its presence soon, I replied.

Upon our arrival for his wellness check on September 2^nd, Dakota’s old Vet, Sarah and her staff were captured by Echo’s big brown eyes and quickness to rush into each arm and cuddle while licking arms, hands, and faces. Sarah’s lab assistant just had to take Echo next door so grooming staff could see him. They had the same reactions towards him. Vet, Sarah said, “Echo is going to be a fast-growing puppy. Look at his paws and legs. He will be twenty-seven” to twenty-nine” tall.”

Sarah is right regarding her height prediction. Echo is 6-months old, and he is taller and longer than his cage, and almost the length of my couch.

**Six-Month Old Echo Almost as Long as Couch**

Meanwhile, when I give Echo a command and he does not respond; if I start towards him, he has no problem running towards his cage; ducking his head as he dives inside. He knows once he is inside his cage, I cannot get him out. Because he is too heavy for me to lift, and too long to jerk out the cage door. So, there he lays while watching me with his big brown eyes.

Echo is stubborn, hard-headed, and always bothering my stuff. I do not trust him to be in the motorhome uncaged. Further, Echo is enchanted by the privacy draperies hanging behind the seats in the driver pit. Therefore, when I take a shower; I ensure Echo is in his cage otherwise I could be exiting the bathroom naked in front of a shocked audience.

Slow Return from Shoulder Surgery_ July-Sept 2022

Posted on July 7, 2022 by Edith Eveon Brown

First, I would like to say, “Don’t let any doctor tell or convince you that shoulder surgery is an uncomplicated process resulting in little to no pain with quick recovery time. None of this is true!

My first right-shoulder surgery was an external Arthroscopic repair which occurred on June 30, 2021. But my second surgery was a Reverse Total Shoulder Arthroplasty Surgery (the only option) occurred on May 9, 2022. However, both surgeries were painful with the second being the most severe. Further, my first Physical Therapy session begin at Prairie Rehab Center on May 17^th, and end in December 2022, sometime before Christmas. I knew I would be dealing with pain for an exceptionally long time which is still a reality.

However, because of my lifestyle as a full-time motorhome dweller and need to be far away from Sioux Falls prior to the arrival of winter, my therapist approved my release from Rehabilitation sessions on September 27, 2022, with pages of home rehabilitation exercises to perform daily to help strengthen my joints so I could accomplish tasks I needed to preform daily around my motorhome.

I was surprised to discover two of my physical therapists had scheduled to visit my motorhome to determine if they could suggest and improvise new techniques to prevent reinjury to my shoulder and wrist. But enable me to accomplish most my daily tasks. This was certainly an interesting visit and workout session. However, there was no effortless way to carry refilled propane tanks or lift the hood of my truck overhead to check fluid levels and make refills. Other than to take my motorhome to a service center.

As a results, I learned new skills and was able to take both the motorhome and jeep to service centers for the following: Oil changes, new filters for both vehicles (truck and jeep) and motorhome generator. As well as tire pressure checks/new tire replacements including battery checks or replacements for motorhome truck, house, and jeep batteries. Also, the rear stabilizing bar on the jeep which is my tow vehicle had to be done by my vehicle service center.

Ensuring my vehicles are well serviced and ready to make my annual exodus from Sioux Falls prior to the arrival of Winter is a regular goal for me. My plan is to leave Sioux Falls on October 4th.

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