At home in a motorhome
We lived in a stick and brick house for most of our lives. Shortly after retirement we heard the call of the wild and decided to join the motorhomes and recreational vehicles group that moves around the country. After about a year of traveling we started to meet the same people over and over wherever we went. Our circle of friends expanded and we found ourselves in an ever growing and supportive community. We had been close to our neighbors before but never expected the same thing to happen in a community that packs up and moves on on a regular basis. No matter where we go now, we are at home.
