We have lived in retirement parks since we turned 55 and during that time we made so few friends you could count them on your hands, most have passed away, seems about the time you get to know them enough to invite to dinner they die. We turned 66 and said goodby to both of our friends, sold our house, car and small RV and went down the road, not knowing anything about where we were going or having any plans. To make a long story short, I established a camping club quite by accident, word of mouth and a dare. Last count we have and stay in touch with over 75 people we have met in the last year. I can say without stretching the truth they are the best and truest friends we ever had. Each of us, retired or fulltiming it, post a club e-mail saying where we are going and how long we plan on being there, you would be suprised how many will change thier plans and come to be with the others. Life is good now. Larry and Rita
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