A week in July Part 1
It was a wonderful visit. Karen and Zach are wonderful hosts. We talked about then and now and everything in between. Karen and I looked through year books. When you have not seen somebody for 30 years most of the details go away but the defining memories remain. I remember Karen's smile, I remember that she drove her dad's old mercedes. I confessed to her that I thought I wasn't as cool as she was in high school and she said the same thing about me. Ahh, teenagers.
We had a nice mexican dinner at Tios near the
campus where the waiter was from Mongolia
Where the ducks and hens hang
Karen with fresh eggs and their cat Smoke
Sunday morning Zach and Karen fixed me fresh eggs
from their hens and ducks and sent me on my way.
i headed down I-95 to Savannah to visit Tommy,
Sandy and Little T in their newly renovated
place. My parents, Lynda and Graeme were also
there. We all agreed that rhe changes made their
place remarkably more spacious and filled with
light. We ate warm chicken salad, bean casserole
and Sandy's famous pound cake and watched a live
video feed of the robots trying to plug the leak
1 mile below the surface in the Gulf on Mr. Pin's
computer. We headed to Edisto early evening and
got there in time to watch the sun set.