Chapter 5: Camping with My Family | My Southern Gothic Life

New post is up on the new Blog.  The one I started just for the Southern Gothic stuff.  It’s called:  My Southern Gothic Life.

Ive revised and moved some of my topic appropriate older posts over there and added a couple of new ones today.

Here is a preview with the link to the full post at the bottom:

I have no fear of hell.  I lost that fear at around age 12.  That’s when I was stuck for one long, rainy week, with my family in a Cox Camper at a campground in Myrtle Beach,  South Carolina.  Nothing could be worse than that…

My Father never would accept the fact that we were really a group of people with nothing in common.

Well, except shopping.  Well, not even that.  He hated to shop.  The other 3 of us loved it…Like I said we really were a group of people with nothing in common except genetics.

In other words, we were a typical, dysfuntional American Family of that era.

Chapter 5: Camping with My Family | My Southern Gothic Life.