It is nice to go away…but so much better to return Home! Linda wrote a really nice poem about our trip that I would like to share with all of you:
Heark, oh Loren, I heard the word
A bus trip to DC
Please, oh please, lets pack our bag
I got down on my knees.
This trip is it, there’s not a doubt
You and I won’t fight
Cuz someone else will do the driving
Directions will be right.
Fin’lly fin’lly we made the call
To Mr. Crawfords phone
“Please leave a message and your name…
…When you hear the tone”.
Two hundred bucks, we fin’lly gave
A great relief to me
This meant there was a seat for us
Our capitol to see.
It’s quite a thing to get a farmer
Off the fam’ly farm
Thanks to-a Yankton radio station
I finally won his charm.
The day had come, we’re on our way
To meet the long-long bus
But we were greeted by Hybrid Skeeters
Who wanted to land on us.
Stepped on the bus, we were greeted
To, not a face we knew
We shyly did, became acquainted
Then a friendship grew.
A name was given, Bus Number 2
“The fun and awesome bus”
Erin our leader and Larry our driver
Thanks for putting up with us.
We saw a lot of awesome places
And saw some great big ships.
The favorite one I love the most
Is-our new acquired friendships.
Our trip was full of history
Facts of days gone by
Full of fun, but then some tests
But kept our spirits high!
After all we are the ‘fun bus’
Naught will take us down
We love to sing our silly songs
Then on the web be found.
My hat is off to Erin, our leader
And Larry our driver too
Wouldn’t you agree, they’re just like our bus…
They’re awesome, they’re fun, it’s true.
Thanks Bus Two, Larry and Erin
For a memorable trip at it’s best
Loved every minute, but never will give up Life in the good ol’ Midwest
- Linda Silvey (copywrite - she made me add that!)
btw - Linda is the sleepy one below