Kilgore is where we planned to be for a couple of weeks but will be for about a month while Duane recovers from his surgery. We stayed a week here at first to visit with our son Jeremy, daughter-in-law Jennifer, and grandkids Luke and Allie. We went to their house several days, but every time we pulled in the driveway we said "forgot the camera again!" Today I made sure we had it. Allie had a day off school so we took advantage of the beautiful weather by taking the kids out for the afternoon. Kilgore is a nice town with a refurbished old downtown area, a college, and several nice parks. This is Mayfield Park. It has the most play equipment and is next to the public pool. We messed around here for an hour or so before we got hungry.
Off we went to Subway for chow. There were some serious eaters here!
After lunch Allie and Duane had a serious frozen yogurt attack so we headed downtown. This is part of the redone old Main St. Actually these oil derricks are on the next street over. All downtown festivals and other events take place here. The derricks are scattered all over town. They are all topped with the Texas lone star at a tribute to oil, the origin of the town.
This is the yogurt place. You go in, get a dish, choose your flavor(s) then put on any toppings you want. Your cup is weighed and charged by the oz including the weight of the cup.
Before we headed home we visited one more park. This is Driller Park. This is smaller than Mayfield, with less play equipment. It is adjacent to some large football and baseball fields. We assume that they are where all the school games are played. To the right and at the back is a very nice armed services war/conflict memorial. There is a memorial wall inscribed with names of Kilgore residents killed in all conflicts from the Civil War to Afganistan. After paying our respects we checked out the equipment.
Allie celebrating her day off
Time to head home. We dropped off our park companions and went back to Shallow Creek. We packed up our house and moved down the street and around the corner. Because we switched from a weekly rate to a monthly rate, we had to give up our pull-through spot and move to a back-in. Not difficult, just an aggravation. We finally got settled in. After supper I did up the laundry so we could pack our bag. Tomorrow we take the bike to Van Alstyne, about 3 hrs north and west to visit son Duane Jr, daughter-in-law Brandey, and twin granddaughters Emma and Ava for a week. I promise to try very hard to remember the camera!
Louise and Duane