I had an adventure last night, LOL. Mom called from the shelter in San Antonio where they were keeping people with medical issues (Mom is on oxygen all the time) and was so disappointed. They had told her group that a bus would be coming to take them home Saturday, but it never showed up. Then they had told them one would pick them up at 3 pm yesterday, but it never showed up. She asked if I could come and get her and 4 others, so I left here at 6 pm, went to the church, which was north of downtown S.A., and got Mom, and 4 others, into our van. I drove them to Corpus Christi, to Trinity Towers, where Mom and 3 of the others live. The fourth gentleman was rather upset that I wouldn't drive another long distance to Flour Bluff to take him home, but they had made it clear to him before I even got to San Antonio that he would have to take a cab from Corpus Christi on. I was just too tired to go much farther. I drove on home, and got back to Rockport a little after midnight. Mom was SO happy to be back in her own apartment.
Pat in Rockport, TX