We spent the holiday weekend visiting my husband's family in Cincinnati. Normally we go through West Virginia to get to Ohio, but I had arranged to meet with fellow ceramic artist Marge Para on the return trip. Marge's husband Gary makes the kind of high quality slip I use, and I wanted to pick some up in person. Meeting near Lexington isn't the best way to get slip. Visiting Marge's pretty farm in rural Kentucky, and enjoying her wonderful hospitality, is a much better deal! But saving postage on six heavy buckets of mud isn't a bad, either.
My trip took me right past Iron Works Parkway, at exit 120, leading to the Kentucky Horse Park and Newtown Pike, at exit 115, leading to the Holiday Inn North. They were both relatively empty as we drove through Sunday morning, but in a few short weeks they will be packed with people attending the North American Nationals and BreyerFest. Sadly, I won't be among them. My mother is retiring after what seems like a lifetime (well, my lifetime at least!) working at Wal-Mart, and I will be in Alabama celebrating. But seeing those familiar places sure made me wish I wasn't going to miss it all.
So best wishes to everyone attending, and to everyone feverishly finishing sales items these next few weeks!
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I will miss you, but a mother's retirement is a marvel to celebrate---please give her my congratulations!
Ah, and a retirement from Wal-Mart doubly so! We have teased her for years that George Carlin should have added another line to his famous quote that people are born with a ticket to the freak show, and that Americans get a front row seat. We think that people who decide to be managers at Wal-Mart get back stage passes!
We'll miss you! Congrats to your mom! A former coworker of mine used to be a Wal-Mart manager at the one in Athens. She has some very interesting stories and I bet your mom does too!
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