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Three to Get Ready

I am rarely accused of being a spontaneous person. Bring on the spreadsheets and checklists! I like to think it makes me handy to have around. But I also have to be cautious that I’m not thinking so far ahead I forget what I’m doing today.

Since Road Trip 2024 is supposed to be about simplicity and tradition, it should also be “low-stress.” I’ve been working on what I call “positive apathy,” which I define (simply) as zero-based caring. It’s sort of like zero-based budgeting. You start with nothing (no worries) and selectively decide what to add. It helps to see it as having a worry box that is of limited size. You can only put so much in it.

There’s a lot of apathy these days, but who cares?”

“Mr. Boomsma”

Knowing the Amish has helped with this. They tend to be selective and deliberate. While we are worried that we don’t have the latest technology, the Amish think about whether or not it contributes to their lifestyle. I wonder how they pack and decide what to bring when they go on vacation? I may have to ask about that!

In my days as a road warrior, I was a bit of a minimalist but also thorough. I tend to be attracted to the travel size section in stores. While getting ready for this trip, I realized I’m still using the same toiletry bag I used decades ago. Back then, my goal was “what’s the smallest size suitcase I can get away with?” and I never checked luggage. Today, I remember our financial planner’s wisdom. “At this point in your life, the two most important words are comfort and fun.”

Ram is packed and ready!
There are still a few nooks and crannies–one more bag to go!

The Ram 1500 with a cap affords a lot of opportunity to carry creature comforts. Totes are my friends. Age is not. In anticipation of this trip I bought a pill box that accommodates thirty days worth. A separate Ziplock bag carries the “just in case” stuff. My toiletry bag now goes in a bigger bag.

And I remind myself that I’m a problem-solver. Running out of shaving cream won’t constitute a crisis. (Did you know that shampoo or conditioner works for shaving in a pinch?)

“Getting ready” includes a bit more abstract mental preparation. It might be more important than packing enough shaving crema. In the past, when we’d rush around to pack and take care of things before leaving, I’d joke, “We have to hurry up so we can slow down and relax!”

It’s funny but also wrong, really. Steven Covey says, “The key is not to prioritize what’s on your schedule, but to schedule your priorities.” A schedule is a bit like the worry box–you can only fit so much in it. My Amish friend Rachel has it figured out.

We leave tomorrow morning. I like that deadline! The truck will be pretty full. The worry box is almost empty. The schedule is relaxed and leisurely.

Two for the Show!

In the previous post, I mentioned the possibility of “coincidence or Karma” influencing some of our decisions. We were initially planning a “Road Trip 2025.” How that became “Road Trip 2024” might be a matter of coincidence or Karma.

My uncle was a dairy farmer. I blame him for my interest and love of all things cow. As a kid, I “helped” put up hay bales (rode on the baler), stood in the silo while it rained silage, helped with the milking… Our only difference was that he loved to watch horse pulling at fairs. I prefer ox draws. The competition is fun, but I just enjoy watching a good team being driven by a skilled teamster. Somewhere along the way, I realized I’d love to be “in the pit” and closer to the oxen.

For the uninitiated, an ox (singular) is a bovine trained and used as a draft animal. They are usually castrated bulls and fairly docile and safe to work with and are best trained starting as calves. The vocabulary is potentially confusing. In simple terms, oxen are castrated mature males. Cows are mature females that have been bred.

“The cow is of the bovine ilk; one end is moo, the other milk.”

Ogden Nash

I stumbled on to the Tillers International Website and learned they offer workshops (“hands on”) teaching how to train and drive oxen. It took some rationalizing, but I signed up, at first thinking it might be one of the most useless things I’ve done. It didn’t take long for this to morph into Road Trip 2024–visiting simplicity and tradition. The trip will include some time with Amish Communities and serve as research for a book on hope to write.

For a preview of “the show,” I can offer this video of a previous workshop held in June, 2024.

Can’t wait to smell some hay!

We’ll also spend a week in Holmes County, Ohio where the Amish flourish, visit a young Mennonite Friend in Indiana, and see some Amish friends in Pennysylvania. Three to get ready!

One for the Money

When we first started thinking about a road trip, our divergent thinking had us considering a fifth-wheel camper. Isn’t that what senior citizens do? In 2025, we will celebrate our fiftieth wedding anniversary. I’ve joked that it might be time to consider having kids. But on a more serious note, doing something “different” and celebratory seemed appropriate.

So we started our research. The research got interrupted when I spotted a truck for sale on the Internet at our favorite dealer! Then we were driving by the dealer on a different mission and they were cleaning the snow off it. Coincidence or Karma?

My sister gave me this mug. She obviously knows me.

Fast-forward a bit: We bought the truck. We’d mentioned our anticipated camper purchase. One of the owners said, “You can rent a lot of hotel rooms for what you’ll pay for a camper.” That started the wheels in my head turning almost as fast as those on our 2017 Ram.

One of the things we liked about the camper idea was that it could be a “turtle house.” Now I am a bit obsessive about efficiency, and the idea of a vacation home on wheels seemed to have a lot of advantages. But so do hotel rooms that require no maintenance but include maid service and breakfast bars.

I did a comparison of several planned trips–one version with a camper, the other at hotels. There truly wasn’t much difference in cost. (Your results may vary–it depends on how you like to travel.) The big financial factor becomes that we’d be paying for the camper even when not using it.

One benefit of simulating our trips was facing the reality that campers mean work. Some experienced fifth wheelers suggest that set up and pack up take at least an hour each. So our travel days would include 5-6 hours of driving, followed by at least an hour of setting up. Then comes supper. The next morning we would spend an hour packing up and repeat the process again.

Our financial advisor loves to remind us that–at our age–the two most important words are “comfort and fun.” Climbing on top of a fifth wheel to sweep off the slide-outs and disconnecting a sewer hookup does not qualify in my book.

Photo of our 217 Ram

The more good news is that we discovered that the Ram is a great travel vehicle and the cap makes it even more so! (More to come about that in “Three to Get Ready.”) The cap that would have to go if we wanted to install a hitch is now a big plus!

I should add that we are experimenting with VRBOs during Road Trip 2024. Oh! Did I mention that we decided not to wait until 2025 to make our big trip? Two for the Show!

One for the money is the start of a children’s nursery rhyme dating back to the 1800’s. “One for the money, two for the show, three to get ready, and four to go!”

Previews of Coming Attractions

When I talk (every chance I get) about the workshop I’m going to attend this summer, my listening victim often orders, “Take pictures!” Well, someone did at the one held in June.

I’ve also received the “curriculum” for the workshop. The primary instructor also happens to teach high school, so my educator mindset is comfortable with how things will unfold. At the risk of bragging, I was also pleased at how much of the content I’m familiar with after years of watching ox pulls.

Stay tuned!

Subtle Changes

Some would say that subtle changes are the best ones. It’s no secret that human beings like predictability. Visit the grocery store and discover that “they moved” where certain things are. Or discover that the store has changed its hours. When did that happen?

For some reason, this year, I’ve been more keenly aware of the changes taking place with the way we celebrate Memorial Day. The irony doesn’t escape me that I’m remembering how we used to celebrate this day by remembering military personnel who died serving our country.

When I was a young child, Memorial Day was a big deal. Preparations started long before the day itself. I accompanied my Dad on multiple trips to the cemetery, making graves “look good.” We also would retrieve heavy rifles stored at the then-legion hall for some spit and polish in anticipation of the big parade that everyone in town attended. Mom spent a lot of time fussing with Dad’s dress blues. I got to wear my very own sailor’s cap on the day itself.

I don’t remember any cookouts or family picnics, although I’m sure we had them. One of my favorite photos of Dad is him in full uniform kneeling in a pasture on my uncle’s father’s farm. I think he stayed in uniform most of the day—at least that’s the way I remember it. Dad always seemed to stand a little taller and straighter on Memorial Day. I tried to be like him.

A Normandy Cemetery

The overriding word for that day was “pride.” at seven years old, I didn’t fully understand it, but I felt it.

Seventy years later, I wonder what today’s seven-year-olds are thinking and feeling.

I listened to a George Patton speech (not George C. Scott!) last night. He described the trail of the Third Army and Eighth Air Force as “marked by forty thousand white crosses, forty thousand dead Americans.” That mattered. He cared about them.

Memorial Day does not celebrate those deaths. It does not celebrate war. It is perhaps more accurately a celebration of human potential and of human commitment.

It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.

George S. Patton

When did it become difficult to find a parade to watch on this special day? When did we stop visiting the cemetery to place flowers and straighten flags?

The least we can do today is stand a little taller and straighter.

Walter Bruce Boomsma, Sr.
S1 USNR
World War II
September 29, 1926 – June 24, 1954