Welcome to The Voyage of Windbird . . . and Beyond.  My name is Judy Handley and I live on Cape Cod in Massachusetts.  For six years of my life, my husband Mark and I sailed around the world.  I documented that story, one day at a time, in this blog that was then just called The Voyage of Windbird.  Those daily logs from 2005 to 2011 tell the story of our circumnavigation.  While sailing, my daily logs were sent via Ham radio to the internet to appear on this blog spot each morning.  My son Justin made that happen, and to this day, I don’t understand the process.  But it was like magic.  I would sit in the cockpit each afternoon around 4 pm and summarize the day’s activities.  During the evening when the conditions were just right for sending radio emails, my husband would send the log.  The next morning my son, my daughter, other members of my family and good friends would read the news and know exactly where in the world we were and what fun we were having.  

After almost 6 years of traveling, we sailed into Woods Hole on Cape Cod.  We continued living aboard for the next five years and I wrote about that, adding ‘and Beyond’ to the title of the blog.  Then shortly before Mark’s death in 2016, we sold our beloved Windbird and my travel logs became land logs.  At this point, I had written a daily account for each and every day for 11 years.  I fully intended to end the blog at that point, but when I wrote that news in a log, I got many responses saying that I really needed to keep posting.  At the same time, I realized that I couldn’t stop writing.  Summarizing each day had become a permanent part of my life and I will probably continue writing until I can no longer.  These postings reflect the ordinary, and sometimes the extraordinary, days in my life and I would like to invite you to join me on my journey.

NOTE: Due to Google upgrading Picasa to Google Photos, many of our old photos are now broken.  We are actively working on fixing this – thanks for your patience!

2021 Life Logs, Day 109: A Day of Deck Gardening

2021 Life Logs, Day 109: A Day of Deck Gardening
Date: Monday, April 19, 2021
Weather: Beautiful Day; High 63, Low, 44 degrees F
Location: At Home in The Cottage, East Falmouth, MA

Today was the first day of Falmouth School spring vacation and what a beautiful day. The sun was shining, there was very little wind, and it was warm. Hurray! The plan was for me to arrive at the Goldstones around noon and have the boys help me fill the deck garden containers with potting soil that I was delivering. I did deliver the additional potting soil, but one boy was missing when I arrived and shortly thereafter, two boys were missing. And who could blame them? Sam got a call from two good friends that he hasn’t seen very much during the past coronavirus year. It was an invite to meet downtown to have lunch and then go knock about with a soccer ball. After their lunch, they stopped by the house to pick up a soccer ball on the way to the soccer field, and we lost Jonah as he was invited to join them. But Heather she played a little work “hooky” and spent time setting up the deck containers. She filled two containers and Ollie and I worked on the other two, using Heather’s expertise to finish the job. Then she did the planting.

When Sam and Jonah returned home, we lost Ollie. All three boys headed into the backyard to fire up their blacksmith shop. Last week Jonah found a U-shaped piece of metal that he wanted to straighten. Yesterday the boys used some curved concrete blocks to build a forge using a small shop vac as a bellows to provide the blowing air to keep the fire going. Jed worked with them to make sure it was safe, and they were successful in straightening the U-shaped half inch square metal rod. Every year when we go to the Barnstable County Fair, the boys always stop and watch the blacksmith. Their attention to detail paid off with this project and they were very proud of the result.

Jed is taking the boys to the driving range tomorrow morning and I will return tomorrow afternoon to complete installing the irrigation system on the deck. There are two vertical wall planters (and Heather ordered a third today), hanging plants, a four-shelf mini-greenhouse, and two elevated raised beds placed from one end of the very long deck to the other. I installed most of the irrigation system last year, but never finished the job. Jonah wants to help me finish it tomorrow. Then we will just sit back and watch things grow. It was really exciting to see all of this come together today.

2021 Life Logs, Day 108: More Writing, Thinking About Gardening

2021 Life Logs, Day 108: More Writing, Thinking About Gardening
Date: Sunday, April 18, 2021
Weather: Mostly Cloudy, Warmer; High 54, Low, 41 degrees F
Location: At Home in The Cottage, East Falmouth, MA

This is spring vacation week for Falmouth Public Schools, so I am hoping to spend time with the Goldpebbles. I had hoped to finish up my chapter on American Samoa today before taking some time off writing, but that did not happen. I tried, but I am just not quite there. We spent twenty-nine days at anchor in Pago Pago Harbor on the island of Tutuila in American Samoa. We spent eighteen days in Rarotonga, but four of those days were spent on a little side trip to Aitutaki. In French Polynesia, we never spent more than eight days in one anchorage. So, to this point in the Voyage of Windbird, we spent more time in American Samoa than any other place in the South Pacific. Because of that it is taking time to write the chapter. And it is a chapter that I really want to get right. I know how much it meant to Mark to revisit American Samoa after living there for two years in the 1960’s, so I will continue on—but not until after I have some fun with the Goldpebbles. Tomorrow we are going to spend the afternoon finally filling the deck planters that I brought as a housewarming gift with potting soil. They were supposed to be delivered last May but didn’t arrive until the fall. So, this will be the first growing season for the planters.

I wrote until almost 8 pm tonight and then had to stop and fix dinner for myself and Shadow. At 9 pm I watched ‘Ocean Crossing’ on Masterpiece Theater while I ate dinner and after that I started writing my log. But then I decided to stop and watch the Joshua Johnson show on MSNBC while I rode my exercise bike. I continue to log in my six miles each evening.

Joshua Johnson was the host of 1A on NPR, a national conversation program. It was the program that replaced the Diane Rehm Show. But then he was hired by MSNBC and does weekend evenings. He often has fascinating guests. Tonight, one guest was Danish actor Nikolaj Coster-Waldau who is best known as the villainous-turned-valiant knight Jaime Lannister in Game of Thrones. Tonight, he was talking about a new program, ‘Through Greenland’, which is about climate change. For the past few years, this actor, producer, and screen writer has been a Goodwill Ambassador for the United Nations Development Program (UNDP) to create for awareness for climate change. Listening to him brought me right back around to what I had been writing about today. We had unusually extreme weather in the months we spent in the South Pacific in 2006. Today I wrote:

“Another couple that we knew from meeting them in French Polynesia came into Pago Pago Harbor (American Samoa) reporting on the extreme weather. George and Barbara of Gdansk out of Vancouver arrived after a rough trip from Suwarrow in the northern Cook Islands. They had heavy wind and rain for most of their passage. George said that wherever they sailed this year, the Convergence Zone followed them. Even though we had taken a different path to get to American Samoa, we felt the same way. We just could not shake that Convergence Zone. The South Pacific was having a turbulent season. They reported that in Suwarrow two boats were blown on the reef on a particularly stormy night. Both were recovered without significant damage, but it was a scary thought. We shared with them what Mark, the gentleman who ran the NOAA Observatory we had visited recently, had told us. He said that scientists were perplexed with what was happening. He confirmed what we thought. The weather in the South Pacific was not following normal patterns and the scientists he worked with believed it all had to do with global warming. He told us that many still did not want to believe there was such a thing, but as he said, “Something is making the ocean temperature warmer down here!” I think I would like to try to watch ‘Through Greenland’ this week in observance of Earth Day. Maybe I can convince the Goldpebbles to watch with me.

2021 Life Logs, Day 107: Writing, a Movie and Sushi
Date: Saturday, April 17, 2021
Weather: Mix of Rain and Clouds, Clearing Late Day; High 47, Low, 38 degrees F
Location: At Home in The Cottage, East Falmouth, MA

Most of my day was spent writing about the time Mark and I spent in American Samoa on the island of Tutuila. It is a strikingly beautiful island, but tourism has never caught on there. This is partially because the people who live there hold tight to their traditional lifestyle and want to keep it that way and partially because as a US Territory the islands receive federal funding and are not pushed economically to rely on tourism. You also have to be at least fifty percent Samoan to acquire land, therefore investors have not swooped in to build resorts. It is the kind of place that you can just kick back and enjoy life in a drop-dead gorgeous tropical environment. Until I reread my logs from our month there, I had forgotten about my favorite warning sign that I found anywhere around the world. Adjacent to each high school on the island of Tutuila, the following is printed on huge signs. The words in upper-case are printed in bright red. I do not know how effective it is, but it certainly got my attention!

SURGEON GENERAL’S WARNING
SEX
at an early age may result in
UNFULFILLED dreams, INCURABLE
diseases. and a BABY that wakes
you up at 2 am EVERY morning.

Today as I was writing about the tuna canneries in American Samoa, it reminded me of the ‘just off the boat’ fresh and delicious tuna sashimi and fish ceviche we enjoyed while there. Jed, Jonah, and Sam were doing community service work at the Scout camp here on the Cape today, so I thought about calling Heather and Ollie to see if they would like me to pick up some sushi to bring over for dinner. But then I thought I should just let then enjoy their special day together without Oma butting in. An hour later, I got a call from Ollie inviting me over for dinner. When I asked what we were having he replied, “Sushi!” Perfect. And then I told him that I wanted to watch the Disney movie ‘Moana’ with him sometime during this upcoming spring vacation week. He thought tonight would be the perfect time for that. So, I went over and we ate sushi while watching ‘Moana’. It was a delightful evening.

2021 Life Logs, Day 106: Driven Inside by the Cold Weather

2021 Life Logs, Day 106: Driven Inside by the Cold Weather
Date: Friday, April 16, 2021
Weather: Rain, Wind, Then Snow; High 44, Low, 34 degrees F
Location: At Home in The Cottage, East Falmouth, MA

Our Dining-In group set today as our first afternoon dinner of 2021. Because of Covid and having to be outside, last summer and fall we met in the afternoon and outside. Today we gathered in Karen and Peter Baranowski’s garage which is so fancy it has been declared to be the Taj Garage or the Garage Mahal. When we set the date none of us had been vaccinated. But now the seven of us attending have had both vaccines and we were driven inside by the cold weather. It was rainy and windy and the temperature at 3:30 this afternoon was 34 degrees in East Falmouth. We all agreed it was safe enough, so we headed indoors. And just about that time, the rain turned to beautiful, big snowflakes. We need the rain, but I was not prepared for snow. It did not last long, and I do hope that is the last snow until next winter.

2021 Life Logs, Day 105: Meeting with My First Reader and Editor

2021 Life Logs, Day 105: Meeting with My First Reader and Editor
Date: Thursday, April 15, 2021
Weather: Overcast, Windy, and Cool; High 49, Low, 41 degrees F
Location: At Home in The Cottage, East Falmouth, MA

This time last year, friend Christina Brodie and I were completing our Zoom Memoir Writing Class. We had been partnered to read each other’s writing and make suggestions for improvements. I had written the introduction and first two chapters of The Voyage of Windbird and as my partner, Christina had read them and given great feedback. She encouraged me to keep writing, but the class ended and I put the writing aside. In late January when I decided to start writing again, Christina offered to read my chapters and do a first edit. She was once a high school English teacher and her suggestions for my first eight chapters all brought great improvements to my writing. This morning Christina called to ask if she could stop by to drop off her editing suggestions for Chapters 9 and 10. Since we have both been vaccinated, she felt comfortable coming in to have tea and to talk about the writing. I was finally able to thank her face to face for all the work she is doing for me out of the kindness of her heart. She is a great editor, and I am so grateful that she is willing to continue to do that hard work. I sent her the next four chapters this afternoon. Thank you, thank you, thank you, Christina Brodie.

Today was a dreary day, but after Christina left, I took Shadow for his morning walk before launching into writing. Then I came inside and finished writing about the passage to American Samoa and on into the first few days there. American Samoa has been an unincorporated territory of the United States since 1899. The people who live there are US nationals, but not citizens. There are five islands and two atolls. Tutuila is the largest and most populated island and that is where Mark and I visited in 2006. Mark had lived there for two years in the late sixties and it was great fun for him to revisit the places where he lived and worked and share those places with me. Tutuila is a beautiful island. We enjoyed it so much, we stayed for an entire month. I will continue that writing tomorrow.

Last night late I talked with my good friend Lynne who has been in New Zealand during Covid. She flew there after Thanksgiving 2019 and has not been able to safely return home. She is living a totally normal life in New Zealand with no threat of Covid. As much as I would like to see her, I can think of no reason she would return to this country quite yet. And if things continue to go downhill, I’m not sure there would be a reason to ever return. She has been pet sitting for most of her year and a half there. Recently she was pet sitting for a dog named Maggie. Lynn was reading the book, A Gentleman in Moscow, and returned home one afternoon to find the book in shreds. Lynn loves nothing more than devouring books, but evidently Maggie like to devour them in a different way!

I can never let April 15 pass by without thinking about my parents. They were married on April 15 in 1924. My mother had just turned 16 and my father was 20. Before my mother turned 17, she had the first of her seven children. Only five of us survived and now only two of us are left. My sister will have her 88th birthday in July and I am not getting any younger! But on we go.

2021 Life Logs, Day 104: Out and About

2021 Life Logs, Day 104: Out and About
Date: Wednesday, April 14, 2021
Weather: Beautiful Day; High 55, Low, 39 degrees F
Location: At Home in The Cottage, East Falmouth, MA

I left home this morning at 9:30, returned at 11:00 for 11 minutes to take Shadow for a very short walk around the block, and then got home after 5:30 pm. Yes, I was out and about all day. And when I got home, I spent an hour outside with Shadow playing ball and walking. Then I got inside with just 12 minutes to spare before a 7 pm Zoom virtual conversation sponsored by the Woods Hole Historical Society called, “Influencing the Influencers: An Evolving Approach to Driving Climate Action.” The conversation was led by Dr. Philip Duffy and Dr. Heather Goldstone from the Woodwell Climate Research Center. Phil Duffy is the President and Executive Director of the Center and my amazing daughter Heather is the Chief Communications Officer. Influencing the influencers has to do with getting the information from the scientists doing the research to those in a position to make changes at the highest levels. I suppose that one thing those of us who care about this issue can do is to make financial commitments to organizations like Woodwell Climate Research Center. But every time I join one of these conversations, the question in my mind is, “What, other than financial contribution, can I do in terms of the way I live my life?” We hear so often that our individual choices don’t really make an impact on the larger problem. Then we hear that every choice we make makes a difference. It is hard to know what to do. I loved Phil Duffy’s enthusiasm for the young people who are leading the crusade to save the planet. But I still want to know, in very specific terms, what changes I need to make in my life that will contribute to that goal. Phil Duffy answered that question tonight by saying that those of us who care need to live exemplary lives as a model for others. But what, specifically, does that life look like? If I get an answer to that question, I’ll let you know.

My day started with a walk with Shadow and then into Falmouth for a dental cleaning appointment. Then I drove back to East Falmouth to do one more short walk with Shadow before picking up a friend and heading to Woods Hole. I took the friend to Woods Hole to do the scavenger hunt looking for bells and weathervanes. The friend was Olga Mitchell who is an amazing woman. I had not seen her since 2017, but she recently contacted me letting me know that her husband had passed away. And in the same email, she invited me to join her in the Woods Hole Library scavenger hunt. Olga is well into her eighties, has a PhD in Physics, and spent her life working in the Bell Laboratories in New Jersey. She is also a pilot and still flies. One of her planes resides in her extra wide garage attached to her home in the Airpark in East Falmouth. She is quite the adventuresome woman and I always enjoy spending time with her. When she let me know about the Woods Hole scavenger hunt, I did that with Ollie. So today I tried hard not to give away any of the locations. But we did find all of them, even the one weathervane that Ollie and I could not find. It took us two hours, but we did it. Then we headed back to downtown Falmouth to have lunch. It was a beautiful day. I dropped Olga at her home and then picked up Ollie and took him home. Then it was to the skatepark with Jonah before heading home. Another day in the life. Tomorrow it will be back to writing. I’m looking forward to arriving in American Samoa and writing about the month we spent there.

2021 Life Logs, Day 103: All About Books . . . and Richard Simmons

2021 Life Logs, Day 103: All About Books . . . and Richard Simmons
Date: Tuesday, April 13, 2021
Weather: Partly Cloudy, Still Windy; High 53, Low, 40 degrees F
Location: At Home in The Cottage, East Falmouth, MA

Remember Richard Simmons? Evidently my children do. This afternoon I got very delayed birthday present from Justin and Jo. It was a Richard Simmons Chia Pet Planter. In the mid -1980’s when Heather was 10 or 11 and Justin was 8 or 9, Mark was diagnosed as having high cholesterol. The doctor told him to exercise more. My solution was to buy a couple of Richard Simmons exercise video tapes and get the whole family dancing and exercising. Heather, Justin, and I danced with Richard Simmons every day, but Mark never joined us. But the memory of those daily dance exercise sessions has caused more than a few laughs over the years. Thus, the Richard Simmons Chia Head. It was delivered to Heather’s, so I opened it when I took Ollie home from school. The boys didn’t appreciate the humor, but Heather and Jed both got a bigger laugh than I did. I sent an email to Justin and Jo telling them I have the greatest tacky gift party gift ever!

Now to the books. Last night after I sent my log, I did my every night bedtime reading. I am 487 pages into Barack Obama’s 700-page book, The Promised Land. Last night I was reading Chapter 21 that began like this: “At dinner one night, Malia asked me what I was going to do about tigers. “What do you mean, sweetie?” Malia replied, “Well, you know they’re my favorite animal, right?” And then Malia continued, “I did a report about tigers for school, and they‘re losing their habitat because people are cutting down the forests. And it’s getting worse, ‘cause the planet’s getting warmer from pollution.” She went on, but basically, she thought that because her dad was the President, he should try to save them. This introduction led into a great description about the role of the United States in the fight against climate change as seen through the eyes of the then President of the United States. The chapter ends when Obama returns from ten hours in Copenhagen in 2012 when the Copenhagen Protocol was signed. It extended the 1992 Kyoto Protocol which led to the 2015 Paris Climate Agreement. But the way the Obama team got the world players to sign on to the 2012 agreement was a fascinating story. When he flew home to Washington and returned home to the White House, it was late at night and the girls were asleep. Michelle just looked at him and said, “Malia’s probably going to ask you at breakfast whether you saved the tigers.” Obama replied, “I’m working on it.”

I had my book club meeting today and after that I continued writing my book. I went from reading a book to talking about a book to writing a book. That was my day.

2021 Life Logs, Day 102: Finished Another Chapter

2021 Life Logs, Day 102: Finished Another Chapter
Date: Monday, April 12, 2021
Weather: Mostly Cloudy, Misty Rain Off and On; High 48, Low, 39 degrees F
Location: At Home in The Cottage, East Falmouth, MA

For me, today was a repeat of yesterday. The north wind is still blowing making it feel colder than the temperature indicates. And like yesterday, there was one brief period when the sun tried to shine through the clouds, but that was quickly beaten back. I spent the day writing and finished another chapter. It was a shorter chapter than others and might have to be combined with another later on, but for now I am writing about each new island group in a separate chapter.

This afternoon, friend Jane Woodin stopped by for a visit and then I went to pick up Ollie. Things are starting to pick up in terms of sports activities, so Ollie had to hurry inside and get ready for his first soccer practice of the season. His knee is much better with the swelling way down. The doctor said he can go to soccer practice but should not participate in the thirty-minute scrimmage at the end. His next appointment is next week and then he has an appointment at Children’s Hospital in Boston for follow-up the first week of May. Jonah has soccer practice with two different teams starting this week, and Sam has soccer practice starting this week and adds rowing in two weeks. Games are on Saturdays, so Heather said Sundays in the next two months will definitely be days of rest.

Tomorrow I start writing about our passage from Rarotonga back north 700 miles to American Samoa. Tonight, I counted the days we were in American Samoa and it was thirty. We spent an entire month there and then twenty more days in the ‘other’ Samoa, sometimes called Western Samoa. Justin and my niece Lynn came to Samoa to visit with us, so it will probably take at least two or three weeks to write about our time in both Samoas. Then it is on to Tonga and finally to New Zealand which will end the first year of the Voyage of Windbird. Only five years to go!

2021 Life Logs, Day 101: More Writing

2021 Life Logs, Day 101: More Writing
Date: Sunday, April 11, 2021
Weather: Overcast and Cooler, Winds from the NE; High 50, Low, 42 degrees F
Location: At Home in The Cottage, East Falmouth, MA

It felt like winter on Cape Cod today, not spring. I had to put on my winter coat and hat to do my Morning Mile walk with Shadow. At least I did not have to wear gloves. Other people were out with winter hats but only a sweatshirt. I guess I’m just a wuss. Tomorrow and Tuesday look the same, but there might be some sunshine on Wednesday. So, I am going to continue writing tomorrow and Tuesday and take Wednesday off to do other things. Falmouth students are out of school for spring vacation next week and I figure the Goldpebbles might want to come launch the kayaks. So, I am also planning to take off most of next week. But the writing is going well and I will continue as I can.

I am now writing Chapter 14 about our time in the southern Cook Islands. Before leaving on the Voyage of Windbird, I had never heard of the Cook Islands. I had read about Penrhyn and Surarrow Islands in some books about sailing across the Pacific. They are in the northern Cook Islands, hundreds of miles north of the southern Cooks. But Rarotonga and Aitutaki. I had never heard of them. But our friends Michael and Linda Stuart and their thirteen-year-old son Garrett were flying to Rarotonga to be with us for a couple of weeks. So, we headed the 700 miles from Bora Bora to Rarotonga. The weather in Bora Bora had been horrible and totally unpredictable for the time of year. And the weather only got worse the further south and west. we went.

It is a good thing that I wrote logs each day of Windbird’s trip around the world. Otherwise, the book I am writing about that experience would not be correct. When people ask me if we had rough seas in the Pacific, I always say that we did not. It was in the Atlantic Ocean that we had rough seas. I have always said, and believed, that our travels in the Pacific were peaceful and passive as the name suggests. But now that I am going back and reading my logs, that was just not true. It was not as rough as the North Atlantic, but we had some very rough sailing conditions in parts of the Pacific. I’ll end this log with one instance from a sail from Rarotonga to Aitutaki in the southern Cooks when the Stuarts were with us. They had never been sailing before and, after that sail, they never wanted to sail again!

“We left Aitutaki just before sunrise hoping to get back to Rarotonga before the stationary front/trough/low (the weather forecasters were referring to it as all three) could be pushed east by a strong high to the south of us. That black wall that we went through on our way to Aitutaki was the front/trough/low and it had just been sitting there, waiting for us break back through it. That happened in the early hours of that morning when we definitely broke through something. Garrett and I had been below sleeping on the settees in the main cabin. When I got up, I decided to check to see if we had any weather information coming in as emails before going up to the cockpit. I was sitting at the navigation table down below when, all of a sudden, one of the folding cushions from the cockpit came flying down. I, along with the computer, went flying across the cabin. Garrett woke up with eyes as big as saucers as the boat kept heeling further to starboard. He was looking up into the cockpit and watching Mark being thrown across from port to starboard and onto the cockpit floor. I did not see that because I was looking out the starboard ports. I was not seeing the sky. I was seeing nothing but rushing water. Whoa! I knew we had been hit by a very strong gust, but we had never had such a hard hit before. This was the kind of sudden wind gust that could cause a real knock down. Afterwards, Michael, Linda, and Mark, who were in the cockpit, said they saw a black cloud coming our way, but before they could shorten sail, the gust of wind knocked us down. Somehow, I held onto that computer and did not hurt my already broken leg. I landed on my good foot with the computer, still in my hands, going into the kitchen sink. One food cabinet at floor level flew open and cans of food flew everywhere. Windbird righted herself and we all took a deep breath. We were more than a bit shaken, but thankfully everything was fine.”

2021 Life Logs, Day 100: More Writing

2021 Life Logs, Day 100: More Writing
Date: Saturday, April 10, 2021
Weather: Partly Sunny; High 58, Low, 47 degrees F
Location: At Home in The Cottage, East Falmouth, MA

What a boring human I must seem like to Shadow right now. I spend most of every day sitting at the dining table at my computer. I take breaks to take him for walks or to play ball. I’m sure he wonders what happened to that person who used to sit on the sofa with him. When I watch television now, I am on my exercise bike. So, I feel a little sorry for Shadow, but I continue to truly enjoy writing about the Voyage of Windbird. I am now writing about the eighteen days we spent in the southern Cook Islands of Rarotonga and Aitutaki. Our friends, Linda and Michael Stuart and their then thirteen-year-old son Garrett visited us while we there. Tomorrow I will write about the crew from the Survivor series who rescued us when we unsuccessfully tried to enter the lagoon on Aitutaki Island. Garrett was so excited that Survivor was rescuing us. He is now married and he and his wife Katie became parents last fall. Wow! Time does move on. And it was while we were in Rarotonga that we got the email telling us we were going to be grandparents for the first time. Now that grandchild is fourteen years old. Such wonderful memories.

Today is Day 100 of 2021. I looked back to see what I was doing on Day 100 of 2020. It was Thursday, April 9, 2020 and I was with the Goldstones packing up the last bits from 60 Vidal Avenue. The next day, Day 101 of 2020, was April 10th and the day Heather and Jed rented a moving van. The big move to 43 Grasmere Drive began. And it was on that day that I leaned over to get a box out of the back of my car when I felt the ‘pop’ in my lower back that ended up to be a herniated disc. Not my favorite memory, but at least it is a memory for now as it healed nicely over the next summer. Hard to believe it has been a full year since the Goldstones have been in their new home. We should plan some sort of celebration for tomorrow.