Issue 271 — The Paregien Journal — March 17, 2014
Paregien’s Bed and Breakfast:
Rules of the House
by Stan Paregien Sr.
Well, neighbors, we have been invaded by visitors to our little piece of Paradise here in the Florida swamp. So we have decided we have to establish some guidelines for such visits. So here they are.
It all began with visits, however brief, here by Darrell and Martha Russell of Edmond, Oklahoma (and now of . . . the open road, as they have retired and are cavorting around the nation in their RV), then James and Glenda Cotton from Edmond and Phil and Kay Coldiron from near Wellston, Oklahoma.
Then for a week we hosted Peggy’s sister Paula Allen King from near Portland, Oregon. She had previously lived in Guadalajara for some 20 years, so she seemed glad to get back to some warm, dry weather.
We took Paula to the airport in Tampa on a Saturday and then the next day, on Sunday, we went to the St. Petersburg/Clearwater airport and picked up my cousin Jerry Paregien and his wife Muriel. Jerry was born in California, while I just grew up there from the age of one. Neither of us had a brother, so we are about as close as brothers as you can get. We laughed and laughed, and ate and ate, and laughed some more while they were in Bradenton with us.
STAN PAREGIEN JR., BECKY and DANIEL
Well, folks, we took Jerry and Muriel back to the St. Pete/Clearwater airport on Sunday, March 9th at . . . gulp . . . 2:30 a.m. for a 6:30 a.m. flight which did not leave until 9:00 a.m. Their carrier, Tree Tops Airline, says it took the ground crew longer than usual to re-wind the rubber-bands which turn the plane’s propeller. But they got back to the mountains of East Tennessee just fine.
The next day, Monday, March 10th, Peggy and I drove to Tampa International and picked up our son, Stan Jr., and his wife Becky and their son Daniel. During the course of the next week we took them to three of the finest beaches in the region — Holmes Beach on Anna Maria Island here in Bradenton, to Siesta Key Beach in Sarasota, and to Venice Beach & Pier at Venice. We also spent considerable time around the pool and hot tub here in Plantation Grove MHP, plus seeing other area attractions.
On Thursday, March 19, Peggy and I hosted a music jam here at our house. There were 19 of us squeezed together in our little cabin, including two guitar players (myself and #1 Son), a mandolin player (Daniel) and a violin/fiddle player (Christine Haines). Everyone seemed to have fun as we also consumed a mountain of “finger foods.”
We also indoctrinated them with the joys of Senior Citizen and Mobile Home Park shuffle boarding and bicycling. They left without experiencing Senior Citizen bingo (is there any other kind?) and Euchre, not to mention horse shoes.
All good things must come to an end. So about 2:00 p.m. on Sunday, March 16, we took Stan Jr., Becky and Daniel to Tampa for their plane ride back to St. Louis, where they were scheduled to have freezing rain and 2 to 5 inches of snow. Yep, that reminds me again as to why we moved to Florida.
COUSINS “PSYCHO” & “BUBBA”
Well, the real pressure to come up with a set of rules for the Paregien Bed & Breakfast is this: We just got word that two more cousins are headed our way. Those would be biker Willard “Psycho” Paregien from Sioux City, Iowa and Homer “Bubba” Paregien from Sandusky, Ohio (see photos, below). They told us they can’t stay more than a month or so.
Where is that doggone “No Vacancy” sign of ours when we really need it?