After the stress of my dad's heart attack, the remainder of their stay went well. They usually mosey back to PA. Camping at favorite campgrounds and visiting family and friends.
Two weeks after my nephew and I left, they started the trak back home. They were going to stay a few days in Ocala. While driving on I75, they were on a newly pave road with an edge drop to the shoulder. The camper tire got caught on the edge and started swerving and my dad tried to correct. The swerving became worse. Thank the Lord above, the hitch broke and the camper rolled, much to my mother's dismay. They had purchased that trailer only a year and half ago and that was my mother's dram trailer. Once campers roll, they are totaled. Their good friends happen to be leaving the next day to make their way home and stop to help my parent's salvage things from the trailer. They are dear people and I am so thankful they were able to help.
My parent's dog, Chase was having a hard time with this as well. He was new to this camping. This was his first year with them and he had just gotten accustomed to the trailer as home and he did not want to leave it. He kept crawling and small spaces and had to be dragged out.
After securing a UHaul and packing it to the brim. They made it home in two days. They seem to be much better after their somewhat stressful winter.
They made it home safely and all in one piece.
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