Ketchup with the Hemling Kin!

Fantastic family gather at Kohler-Andrea Park near Sheboygan, Wisconsin!

A gorgeous bunch of kin!

A gorgeous bunch of kin!

The first Hemling Reunion made history a couple of days ago.  Interesting and handsome people caught up with each other.  As someone said, “This is great!  It is not a funeral or a wedding!”  We spent the day eating brats and eating Italian sausages and talking and talking.  Many of the folk wanted a tour of our motorhome!  Some wanted to move in with us! (He! He! Not really!)

It made me a little teary-eyed to see this announcement!

It made me a little teary-eyed to see this announcement!

Five missed kin could not make the gathering.  We hope they will have time to come next year!  We departed with smiles on our faces.  It was great to find out what everyone was up to these days.  No one mentioned Clinton or Trump so there were no fist fights!

A glimpse of Kohler-Andrea Park on Lake Michigan! What a sight!

A glimpse of Kohler-Andrea Park on Lake Michigan! What a sight!

The next day our mission was to visit Mom (Jan) Hemling who is now in a dementia unit in Kaukauna near Appleton, Tom’s home town.  I was a bit afraid because the last time I saw her she was doing fine in assisted-living.  We found Mom Hemling sitting at a table by herself.  She was playing with a basket of stuffed animals.  We asked her questions and sometimes she answered with a “no” or a “yes.”  She did not remember her children and I don’t think she knew us.  Listening to her try to speak reminded me of children when they are learning to talk.  They seem to put the end of the sentence first and then jumble the word order.

Mom Hemling and Tom discussing the Packard games!

Mom Hemling and Tom discussing the Packard games!

As we sat there, I was mystified by younger men (much younger than me) who sat in silence and had to be fed.  One man looked like he should be on a golf course or in an executive suite.  An assertive patient introduced himself and we found out later that he had been a priest.  An older wheelchair bound man wore a square hat and I wondered if he had been a Bishop or Cardinal.  After kissing Mom Hemling and walking down the hallway, I looked back at the old Bishop and waved.  He waved back.  The attendant who opened the locked door for us asked me if I was sure that I wanted to leave.  I did not.  I wanted to go back and help those people.  But …

Later that day we visited (in Combined Locks) Carla (Tom’s older sister), her husband Tom, and Carrie–a young, beautiful blonde these days.

The big screens covered every wall of the restaurant!

The big screens covered every wall of the restaurant!

In the evening we swung by Holidays in Sheboygan, a sports bar managed by Tom’s nephew, John.  He was happy to see us and gave us the low down on the property.  It has 16 television screens.  One of them is (I think) two stories high.  The tables are arranged like a

Here's John managing everything from behind the bar!

Here’s John managing everything from behind the bar!

stadium so that everyone can see all of the television screens.  I thought –Gee–if you wanted to learn how to knit or crochet–this would be the place to come because you could see every stitch from every direction.  He He!  Of course, the whole place was designed for sport’s bashes.

Class C Motorhome with a small trailer in back with beds for children.

Class C Motorhome with a small trailer in back with beds for children.

Last note!  I have seen a lot of different configurations of contraptions in which people camp.  In Mukwonago near Waukesha, right across from us, was a small Class C motorhome that was pulling a small trailer.  The parents stayed in the Class C and the children stayed in the small trailer.  I suspect that they are homeless for a lot of reasons.  This campground cost about $35 a night.  But, after weeks camping in a National Forest for $7 a night without water or showers, people need to clean up, and they may head for a private campground where the grass is green and cut!

Coming next is a post about our tourist adventures at Whistling Straights and more!  Read the recent post on “Cruise Crunchies!”  It might brighten your day.

As always, this post is copyrighted by Marla J. Selvidge

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