2017 Life Logs, Days 167: Sam (of Windbird) Comes to Visit
Date: Friday, June 16, 2017
Weather: Cloudy with a Threat of Rain, Temp in the Low 70’s F
Location: At Home in The Studio, Falmouth, MA
When the phone rang just after 1 o’clock this afternoon, I realized I had been sitting at my computer all morning totally engrossed in the family history project. I knew I had to go to the grocery store and prep dinner and that Sam (of Windbird) would be arriving mid-afternoon, but all of that got lost as I got caught up in the history of Europe from about 700 to 1200 AD. It was Sam on the phone saying he was already on Route 3 and would be here in a little over an hour, so I had to hustle. As I have written before, Sam is a Delta pilot and this week he is doing a Boston to London, London to Boston, and London back to Boston run. He heads back to London tomorrow evening, but decided to rent a car to come down to visit tonight. He arrived in his pilot uniform, looking very ‘official’. After he changed into something more comfortable and I finished prepping dinner, we took a quick tour of Falmouth and Woods Hole. It had to quick as Heather and gang were coming for an early dinner. We had hoped to go to the opening game of the Falmouth Commodores, our collegiate league summer baseball team, but the threat of rain caused the game to be cancelled. So I didn’t have to hurry to get dinner on the table right at 5 pm. Whew!
Ollie had his last day of preschool today. Heather was a bit sad thinking about the fact that next fall there will not be a Goldstone in the Woods Hole Daycare Cooperative for the first time in eight years. And Ollie has some good friends that he is really going to miss. No one in the preschool will be going to East Falmouth with him, so next fall will be a time to make new friends.
Sam Goldstone, not Sam from Windbird, will be graduating from East Falmouth Elementary School next week and today went on a 14 mile bike ride with the other fourth graders. They had a nice lunch stop at a beach to play soccer. Why didn’t I go to elementary school on Cape Cod?
Tomorrow morning Sam and I are off to Boston for the Parade of Tall Ships. Neither of us has the time to watch the entire six hour parade, but we will hope to get a glimpse.