When I left California I had no idea where I was going to go or what I was going to do. I had been doing a lot of praying and felt I was doing the right thing but did not know where I would end up. I know I can always show back up at my brother's house and he and be welcome to stay but I hate to impose. I decided to return to the John Wayne RV Ranch as I could afford to stay there a few days while I decided what to do. Soon after leaving Yuma I was stopped at a Border Patrol check station. The young border patrol agent asked me who else I had with me. When I told him no one he said "you should have a family in that nice motorhome". I told him that I wished I did.
I made it to the John Wayne RV Ranch with no trouble. It is just a few miles off of I-8 at exit 151. While it is not very fancy it is a comfortable stop. I stayed there several days and was able to meet a fiend in Casa Grande for lunch one of those days. It is always nice to meet up with friends when I am on the road.
I decided to return to Johnny and Carol's house while I searched for a new job. When I left the John Wayne RV ranch I returned to Las Cruses and visited one more night with my friend Margaret. She was leaving the next day for a vacation trip so I was glad I caught her before she left. I called Johnny and he said they were going to Fredericksburg for the weekend. So I decided to join them there. This changed my planned route. Instead of taking I-20 I would stay on I-10. I decided to stop at the Ft. Stockton RV park as it would be a little further along than Van Horn. When I was checking in at Ft. Stockton I mentioned to the lady behind the desk that I was a Workamper and had just left a job I had gone to California for. She looked at me kind of funny and asked "Do you need a job?" She told me that she had just had someone quit the day before! Long story short I never made it to Fredericksburg! God sure was looking out for me! I ended up spending the rest of the fall and all winter there!
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