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From Rebecca: I am typing this on Joe’s old computer

Joe took his new laptop to camp and left his old one behind. There is just enough life in it to do a few things, like the next few blog entries. The funny part here is that I have been so pleased since Darren and I got fast internet in our place to be able to do my blog posts from home when needed, and now I am excited about being able to do them during work hours at the office while Joe is away. I guess I’m happy either way. If I do them during work hours, you will get the posts earlier in the day, which is good.

Joe got a little bit of a late start this morning, but he is on the road now, on his way to one of his most favorite places on the planet. In two days he will be sitting on his cabin porch looking out at the lake. He will also be visiting with his buddy and brother Dave and the rest of his family, something he really enjoys doing. He made sure to pack his Yahtzee game and score pads.

Joe’s cat Keekee is hiding somewhere in the room. She hates it when Joe leaves, so she hates it when he bustles around packing luggage and bags. She has had a tough few days, and she will be a sad cat until Joe comes back. In a little bit I will feed her and I hope that helps her a little. She likes her soft food a lot. I’ll be in and out of Joe’s place while he is gone to feed and check on her, as I do every year. Poor sweet cat.

Joe just called and said that he made it to a truck stop for a bite to eat and then he will be on his way again. He said that if I was still writing the blog entry, which I am, to tell his readers that he loves the Hyundai Tucson that he rented. I am glad he has a car he is comfortable in; otherwise it is a long trip.

That’s it for today’s blog post. Until next Wednesday, have a great weekend, take care, and happy reading.

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Sorry folks, we’re from Virginia

Greetings, readers. My girlfriend and I are home from New Jersey after having a wonderful time at my Goddaughter’s wedding and reception. A funny thing happened on the way there though. I didn’t get lost, but I took a couple of roads I wasn’t really supposed to take. Luckily they all headed toward Philadelphia and New Jersey.

The Zipcar rental we had was a delightful Ford Focus. When one Zipcar is damaged, it is usually swapped out with another one in their fleet, and the car could be from any state in the Union. This particular vehicle had Virginia plates. Every time I made a wrong turn, put on the brakes too hard, or almost caused a wreck, I would say out loud to Traci, “Sorry, folks, we’re from Virginia.” She got a chuckle out of that. I’d driven the route once before and now having driven it again, I will feel much more confident driving it in the future if we are indeed invited to another family function at Dave’s house.

Now, let me tell you a little bit about the wedding. It was an outdoor wedding at a lovely venue. Everyone looked elegant, and when Ashley walked down the aisle, with David, my best buddy and brother, I will admit I did shed a tear. My Goddaughter was getting married. Just as the ceremony was going to begin, an ominous storm cloud formed behind the main building. The wind picked up and so did the pace of the ceremony. Fearing soaked clothes and ruined hairdos, the ceremony was pushed into second gear, yet it was beautifully done, and as the wedding concluded just in time, a few pictures were taken as it began to rain. Everybody headed for the doors to get back inside for the reception.

We made our way into the bar area and I told Dave, “I’m going to have a drink. I’m not driving this evening, this is my Goddaughter’s wedding and I’m going to celebrate.” Traci and I both ordered a delicious drink called a Malibu Bay Breeze, which had pineapple juice, cranberry juice, and coconut rum. It didn’t even taste alcoholic. I could have had ten of them. Though with my medications, that would have been a huge mistake.

Throughout the evening I threw caution to the wind and tried to dance on the dance floor. I looked more like a puppet having his strings pulled every which way but give me an “A” for Effort. I really didn’t care, I was having fun.

Two special moments occurred about half-way through the evening. First was my dance with Traci. She is shy and reserved and really doesn’t like to put herself forward in public, but she was having such a blast that she readily accepted my request to dance on the dance floor. The other sweet moment was when I approached the D.J. and requested Percy Faith’s “A Theme from A Summer Place”, my mother’s favorite song, and danced with my Goddaughter to it. I told her that I was giving her and her new husband this song, from me and Grandma Doc. She almost cried. Holding Ashley, dancing with her at her wedding, was one of the proudest moments of my life.

The next day, after a minor vehicle issue, we were at David’s house for brunch and an afternoon of relaxing. Traci and I were so bushed, that we both ended up taking naps. It might have been a little bit rude, but we were tired and couldn’t help it, and everybody understood.

I want to publicly thank here in this forum Dave and Geri Trost and family, for having us at the house, booking our hotel reservation for the first night, and making sure that our stay was stress-free and wonderful.

I shan’t bore you with the details on the ride home because nothing note-worthy happened. As I’ve said before, going away is fun and wonderful but when it is over, I’m glad to get home. Keekee was especially happy to see me. She looked at me as if to say, “Put your bags in the bedroom and feed me now.”

Finally, my prayers, my love. my support go to Ashley Nicole Trost-Levandowski and her new husband Derek. If there is anything I can ever do for either of you, please do not hesitate to ask.

Until Friday, take care, watch yourselves in this heat wave, enjoy life, and happy reading.