MY DAD - Ray A. Bailey Jr.
My dad had a great influence on me when it comes to traveling. When I was a little kid my dad was traveling all over the world in the Navy. He would go to Spain, Morocco, or Egypt. He'd come home for awhile then he'd go to Guam.
When he was gone I would dream about going to all those far away places. I wished I could go with him, but that was impossible. I would watch adventure travel shows on the television. I watched a documentary once on India that had a profound effect on me. My dad wanted wanted me to travel too. He wanted me to have experiences in other lands. I never did much traveling until I was 11 years old. At that time He was transfered to the State of New Jersey. When I heard the news that we were really moving I got a queezy feeling in the pit of my stomach at first. After awhile my parents proceeded in getting ready to move. They sold our house and sold things like our stove and refrigerator. We wouldn't need things like that because most houses came with these appliances on the east coast at that time. Then the movers came and loaded all our stuff in their trucks. Finally the day came when we loaded some stuff on top of our 1954 Chevrolet and took off to Portland. At that time we headed east to Idaho and then the rest of the states til we got to our destination; New Jersey. We camped in a tent some of the way and stayed in motels when we couldn't find a place to pitch our tent. Going through South Dakota we stopped at Mt Rushmore. When I got out of the car and saw those president's heads carved into rock I was amazed. Seeing things like that in person made a huge impression on me.
By the time I was 21 I was already a world traveler. I had been to Australia, Vietnam and Okinawa. I took a bus to Fairbanks, Alaska shortly after I got out of the military and stayed ther a week. Then I moved to New York City and lived there for about 6 months and came back to the State of Washington where I have been ever since.
In the 1980's I traveled with my great uncle two times. The first time I flew to Oklahoma where we took his car to his to Minnesota to the place where he was born. Then a year later I flew back to Oklahoma again. This time we traveled to the state of Oregon where his son lives.
I have traversed the United States about 5 times now. In the summer of 2000 I took a trip to China, Mongolia and Russia. My epic trip to these far away places is further down on this blog if you would like to check it out.
My dad had a great influence on me when it comes to traveling. When I was a little kid my dad was traveling all over the world in the Navy. He would go to Spain, Morocco, or Egypt. He'd come home for awhile then he'd go to Guam.
When he was gone I would dream about going to all those far away places. I wished I could go with him, but that was impossible. I would watch adventure travel shows on the television. I watched a documentary once on India that had a profound effect on me. My dad wanted wanted me to travel too. He wanted me to have experiences in other lands. I never did much traveling until I was 11 years old. At that time He was transfered to the State of New Jersey. When I heard the news that we were really moving I got a queezy feeling in the pit of my stomach at first. After awhile my parents proceeded in getting ready to move. They sold our house and sold things like our stove and refrigerator. We wouldn't need things like that because most houses came with these appliances on the east coast at that time. Then the movers came and loaded all our stuff in their trucks. Finally the day came when we loaded some stuff on top of our 1954 Chevrolet and took off to Portland. At that time we headed east to Idaho and then the rest of the states til we got to our destination; New Jersey. We camped in a tent some of the way and stayed in motels when we couldn't find a place to pitch our tent. Going through South Dakota we stopped at Mt Rushmore. When I got out of the car and saw those president's heads carved into rock I was amazed. Seeing things like that in person made a huge impression on me.
By the time I was 21 I was already a world traveler. I had been to Australia, Vietnam and Okinawa. I took a bus to Fairbanks, Alaska shortly after I got out of the military and stayed ther a week. Then I moved to New York City and lived there for about 6 months and came back to the State of Washington where I have been ever since.
In the 1980's I traveled with my great uncle two times. The first time I flew to Oklahoma where we took his car to his to Minnesota to the place where he was born. Then a year later I flew back to Oklahoma again. This time we traveled to the state of Oregon where his son lives.
I have traversed the United States about 5 times now. In the summer of 2000 I took a trip to China, Mongolia and Russia. My epic trip to these far away places is further down on this blog if you would like to check it out.
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