Training classes are sometimes fun, sometimes useful, sometimes boring. I suffered through five days of stuff, of which probably only 1/5 actually applies to my current job. The rest of it was installation, backup, and restore/repair, which I will never actually get to do. No matter, though - I understand the concepts, and I could probably wing it if I had to. Now I'll have to spend three days trying to catch up on loose ends - those things I couldn't do administratively from my remote location. October's almost over. It's maddening.
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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