Friday 5/22/2020 I am sitting in the quiet at the dinning room table. I am bent over a large plate of salad with a big glob of re-fried beans and a couple handfuls of Fritos. My cell phone rings. The display tells me the call is from Rhinelander, WI, but it doesn't identify the caller. I decide to pick it up because my sister lives in Rhinelander. Do you hear what I hear??? Available Now! It is Karen from Housekeeping at Holiday Acres. This is the resort where I had applied to be a "Towel Girl". Guests of the resort would bring their dirty towels to the Towel Girl (me) and I would give them fresh towels. A job as Towel Girl was supposed to be my part-time job this summer. A time filler, a way to meet folks, a couple bucks in my pocket, I was looking forward to it. But then the pandemic happened and everything is up in the air. Karen said she just met with the managers of the resort. They decided that they are not doing To...
Letters to friends from a young-old woman, author and life explorer. This is Susan's journal of continuing travel adventures, goofy mishaps, and life experiences.