Monday morning. Blah. My stitches itch and are coming out today if I have to do it myself. Fortunately, I have a doctor's appt at 4:00, if I can stand it that long. On a work related note, the upgrade is done, our folks are all happy, but other areas are not so happy. Once again, I'm manning the phones, discussing possible causes and their solutions with other departmental support people. But that's okay, I like this particular role, since helping is what I enjoy most.
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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