Is it safe to come out? I think Ivan's finally gone, taking wind and rain with him. I'm glad I'm in Middle Tennessee where our only real fear was flash flooding and maybe a few trees or limbs down. I stayed indoors all of yesterday because I'm just not a big fan of rain, but maybe today I can go walkabout and check on things. My boss called me late yesterday afternoon to let me know that I shouldn't have skipped the "town meeting" Wednesday afternoon. They gave out the People's Choice Awards for employees in Informatics who "exemplify the Informatics Core Values ", and surprisingly enough, I was a nominee. All jokes aside, I'm truly touched, because it's my understanding that I had several nominations. I just do my job, and most days I don't think I'm doing a very good job of it, but apparently I am making a difference. I'd like to say thank you to those who thought of me when they filled out those forms - you've made my day.
Like a bad penny.... We used to scuba dive as our hobby, a hobby which eventually led to the procurement/construction of a small dive trailer to haul four sets of gear and four cylinders. It was a simple but elegant design - a box on a single axle frame, with the beginnings of a mural painted on both sides, and dive flags at either end. The kids had helped paint it, with Stephen taking special pains with the sharks. When we moved to Nashville, we sold it. We didn't dive as often, and we had no place to store it. Nearly ten years have passed since that October in '99 when we came up here, and I hadn't thought much about the trailer. I thought I had seen it the last time we went to Greenfield, but I wasn't sure. Then Saturday my mother-in-law called to say the neighbor across the street had our trailer for sale. The neighbor was asking a certain price, and we offered a little less. She called back later to say it was ours for the picking up. Sunday we made the trip to fet...
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