Hi All,
1 July 2010
I'm on a roll so I'll keep on blogging.
13 June 2010, Sunday
Plans had been made, hotel rooms booked and directions verified. Ann, Dave, Christine and I are off to Cleveland to visit the Rock & Roll Museum and Hall of Fame. I had been itching to go even before I left for the UAE but just couldn't get schedules coordinated. Now that Ann is on summer vacation from her teacher's assistant job and Dave has retired, there wasn't anything holding us back. This being my third visit, I acted as the tour guide but was still giddy with excitement knowing how much Dave would enjoy it.
We arrived in Cleveland, got to our hotel and into our rooms. We found a place to relax and have a few beers which we did after taking in a park. We returned to our rooms then went out for dinner at Olive Garden. Christine had the waitress taking the display china, used as decorations, off the walls and shelves, which she showed her up close. We told her why we were in town and she told us that Robbie Kreiger and Ray Manzarek of the Door's - her favorite band - had also been in a while back. She first recognized them from Ray's voice. Frankie Avalon has made frequent appearances at that Olive Garden as well. Needless to say, the waitress received a healthy tip for her service and hospitality. It was off to bed as the next day would be a long one.
14 June 2010
Monday
Rock & Roll Hall of Fame
Following a breakfast at the hotel, we proceeded to downtown Cleveland in a huge rainstorm. Luckily the Garmin knew the way and all I had to do was to keep my eye out for morning traffic. Suddenly the Garmin decided to take me a way which was not what I was accustomed to- right thru downtown Cleveland. - Oh well, we still followed it. The rain stopped and we got to see some goomer wearing a bright red T, with his pants securely fastened at about nipple height, proclaiming his love of the Cleveland Indians. - What a sight. We arrived and found parking and we walked down to the Museum. Not knowing the traffic or the distances, we were a little early but we hung outside and got in line as the 10a opening time approached.
The doors opened and as we queued up to pay our admission, the sense of wow was already in the air. Huge concert stage display pieces hang from the ceiling, and as we take the escalator to the lower level - where you enter - guitars are in display cases and cars/ motorcycles are parked for viewing. If you have been there , you know what I mean, if you haven't, then you are missing out on a truly wonderful experience. Your formative years come rushing back to you with sight and sound reminders of the music we grew up with. Janis Joplin's glasses, Eric Clapton's white suit and Martin guitar - which is the same make/model (except for the tuning head layout) as Dave's guitar- (Dave's is nicer) - Mick Jagger's white jumpsuit with the grommet holes - several of Jimi Hendrix's flamboyant outfits - hand written lyrics by John Lennon. The list goes on. You depart the lower level and take a escalator to the 2nd floor where more memorabilia overwhelms you - several rough draft pages of Hunter S. Thompson's " Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas" , The first issue of The Rolling Stone with John Lennon on the cover. From there it's up to the third level - where I finally run into Christine, Ann and Dave having been separated since soon after arrival. We have a bit of lunch at the in house snack area and then queue up for the Hall of Fame section. A video - now 40 minutes long - goes year by year- reviewing the inductees visually while playing the music which got them there. There is no narrator, just the music. You exit on the 4th level after you leave the HoF video where you can listen to all of the HoF members music from several touch screen kiosks.
The 5th and 6th levels are reserved for traveling displays. This time it was Bruce Springsteen.
We tour these two floors and decide to meet in the gift shop on the 1st floor. As we are choosing memento's of our visit, the announcement comes overhead that the museum will be closing in 15 minutes at 5p. - We had been there for 7 hours and left much to be seen. You get overdosed with information and any one trip is not enough.
We make our way back to the car and after clearing some evening rush hour traffic, we are on our way back home. A quick side trip with a right hand turn from the far left hand lane across 5 lanes of traffic at the red light and a vicious stare from one of the occupants got us some Starbucks coffee for the initial portion of the ride. We passed through Columbus and stopped for dinner. The remaining ride home consisted of a murderous thunderstorm with copious amount of lightning as we passed through Cincinnati. We learned the next morning that Big Butter Jesus - a 60 foot tall styrofoam sculpture of Jesus from the chest up was struck by lightening and burned to the ground. I guess Jesus must have made his father mad as he smote him ! Go to Heywood Banks - Big Butter Jesus on YouTube to see this amazing - now destroyed icon. You will laugh yourself silly. It was a wild ride. We arrived around 2a safe and sound.
15 June, 2010
The End is Near
Coffee on the front porch - albeit later in the morning than usual - and the realization that the end of my vacation is drawing to a close. I'm to depart Friday afternoon and now we are thinking what needs to get done before I leave. I'm not sure what else we did that day if anything.
16 and 17 June, Wed and Thursday
Yard work, a ride to Dicks, lunch with Alex, Christine and I at a sushi bar and then to Ann and Dave's for a nightcap.
Thursday evening we had planned on going to Jim Porters - a local honky tonk where many good acts have passed thru in the day - BUT Dave had read the schedule wrong so the band we wanted to see wasn't going to be there . However not to be outdone, we decided on Wednesday evening to go see Gallagher - the comedian who at the end of his show smashes watermelons and other assorted food stuffs with a huge "Sledge-o-matic" which sprays the crowd who wisely show up with enough plastic sheeting to ward off the flying pulverized food stuff. (Just before we went we ate dinner at Ramsi's on the World restaurant across the street from the club. Always one of my favorite places to eat as it's so eclectic and good.) Thanks to Tom who brought the plastic otherwise we would have been covered in food although we were a good 15 - 20 feet from the stage. Following this we went to the Germantown bar, Zeppelin. We had just ordered our drinks when the band started playing upstairs in the "Listening Room" We quickly went up and discovered it was "show up and go up" night with various musicians playing in pick up bands. Harmonica players were featured performers and I enjoyed their talents as I tried to play along in my head. All good things must come to an end and we returned Vickie to her house ending with long hugs and kisses goodbye and we departed for home. Ann and Dave said they'd be up to see me before I left the next day. I went in to see Wes, woke him up to say goodbye to him as he'd be gone by 5a for work.
In bed and not wanting to go but knowing I had to.
18 June 2010
Departure Day
Christine and I had our last coffee on the deck and then began the task of packing. Christine pulled out another suitcase as she was having me return with a load of her stuff as well. Alex woke up and joined us. Dave and Ann arrived and we relaxed until it was time to go. It was hard saying goodbye as these two mean so much to me.
Christine took me to the airport arriving at 1:45 for a 3:09 flight. We said our goodbyes, she watched as I went through security and went on her way as well. I had the usual hour plus wait and thought of getting a beer but I was all beered out. The prior 4 weeks of constant beer had me bloated, put on more weight than I care to admit and just burned out. So I just listened to my iPod and people watched. The flight was a late but that didn't matter to me as I had a 5 hour lay over in Chicago. We arrived just in front of another terrible storm (why was my vacation filled with this unsettled weather? ) As I was walking s-l-o-w-l-y around the terminal, I stopped to watch the approaching storm when suddenly, a bolt of lightening made it's jagged attack on the ground about a mile away. The report was almost instantaneous. I kid you not, everyone in the entire terminal went WHOA at the same time. The lights then dimmed as the terminal switched to emergency power. As the storm hit, the airport closed down with all planes stopped in place. One plane was being pushed out from the jetway and the guy on the push tractor ran for cover. It rained violently but as far as I know, no styrofoam Jesus statues were destroyed. The storm passed and O'Hare returned to normal operations. Being a hot dog lover found a stand where I bought a Chicago style hot dog. Yum I continued on my lazy walk now having killed 1 1/2 hrs so I ended up in a sports bar where I sat and watched the US Open and nursed a rum and coke for all it was worth. ( I'll tell you it's worth $9 - what a rip) Now having killed another hour, I figured it was time to go over to the international terminal and get checked in. I arrive to find a line which seemed to have no end. I finally got to the check in desk - my baggage had already been checked through at Louisville to get my boarding pass 1/2 hour later ( yes I timed it). The clerk told me they were running late and to take my time. I should have listened to him and returned to the domestic terminal - but that would entail going thru security again so I had my last USA meal at - dare I say it - McDonald's - and went thru security to the gate. Well my 8:30 flight is now listed as 10:30. ARGH The waiting area is filled to capacity with sub - continent types- some of who have a hard time distinguishing what deodorant is used for, so I found an empty gate and stayed there and watched CNN for hours on end - which turned out to be a repeating loop of news stories. I was able to lie down on the chairs but couldn't rest in fear of falling asleep and missing my flight. Another wicked storm rolled through the airport and shut it down again during this time reopening some 1/2 hour later. Finally it's nearing 10:30 so I go back to the gate and there is activity happening. Just as they are ready to start boarding, another storm hits and shuts the airport down - yes 3 storms in 7 hours. So we are delayed from boarding. We finally get aboard and settled in and pushed back from the gate at 11:30p. Then we sit and sit some more. Finally at 1:30a, nearly 13 hr's since arriving at Louisville Airport, (remember I gained an hour changing time zones) we depart for Abu Dhabi.
The 14 1/2 flight was uneventful. I slept a little bit, watched movies until I was bleary eyed, stood in the rear for almost 1 hr to get the blood circulating, returning to my seat to watch some more movies. I watch night go to day and then to night again.
19 June, Saturday
We finally landed, got thru immigration and while waiting for the baggage picked up 2 bottles of rum at the duty free shop. Collected my baggage and caught a taxi home arriving at 2a local time. After getting in and settled, I skyped Christine letting her know I was safely here. I got to bed by 3a and was up at 5:20a when the alarm went off for work. I hit the snooze but in my mind I knew I had to get up. I stumbled around, got my act together and came into work arriving only 1/2 hr late at 7a.
The first few days were a daze. My body was wracked with aches and pains from the limited space and torture devices they have you packed into in coach and my mind was on a completely different time zone for about 3 - 4 days. The first weekend home consisted of sleeping, going to the grocery store to restock the larder and sleeping some more. Finally, getting back to normal this week and getting my work a day habits into full swing as I tackle the challenges this job brings.
So thus ends the saga of my vacation. It was a Fine Trip. I hope you all enjoyed reading about it. I will be posting more pictures soon. As of today, July 1, there are 81 days until Christine arrives in Abu Dhabi to join me and as you have already surmised, I'm counting the days.
Thanks again for such a wonderful vacation - Thanks to Max for the extra spending money and most importantly thanks to my wonderful family- Christine, Wes and Alex and friends for all your support that you give me as I continue to work and live here in the United Arab Emirates.
All My Love
Scott
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Fine Trip - Part 6
Hi All,
1 July 2010, Thursday
This past week has been where I've finally gotten my feet back on the ground and began making headway on the massive amount of work which accumulated for me while I was gone. Ahhh -I wish I was back on vacation - or better yet - retired - but that will have to wait for 4 more years.
Having my neighbor Chris over for dinner tonight as his wife Suzanna and son Tavi have left for the summer , going to her home country of Finland for 6 weeks then to London where she and Chris will meet for a holiday visiting with his family and friends. Menu is burgers on the grill, carrot and cabbage casserole (first time I've made it) and a garden salad.
I left off on the last blog on the eve of the deck party.
11 June, Friday
Hot and steamy - wondering if the weather will force us to the front porch - do-able but tight.
We plan for the rear deck and Christine and I set up. Dave and Ann had brought their furniture up the day before. Christine takes the inside set up, I the outside. Roger and friend Tim arrive at noon with the two 1/6 kegs of New Albanian Brewery beer we had selected earlier in the week. It gets set up and naturally needed sampling to ensure all is right with the world. Roger and Tim hang for about an hour but they need to be off as Roger needs to get down to the New Albany waterfront park and set up for the Irish Fest where his product will be featured.
The menu for the party is Hot and Sweet Italian sausages, Brats, grilled onions and peppers. Christine has some dream potatoes and all other menu items will come from the invitees. (as always there is too much food) to prove that point, Cindy Himburg is found on the couch suffering from the effects over eating - I almost had to have her move over as I too enjoyed the feast.
I start up the grill and get the sausages/brats slow roasting and the peppers cooked on the side burner. As the day progresses, the weather has been HOT and steamy - but the chance of rain has dropped and we are now confident that we won't be chased off the deck.
I need to backtrack to Monday when I decided to install the sun shade sails on the deck. I have an elaborate cable and caribiner system to hang them between the house and the trees on the back of the yard. Dave and I get them all laid out, Ann and Christine make themselves scarce, and Dave and I go to work getting them installed. We have 4 sun shade sails, 6 cables, 5 attachment points on the house 5 trees and a slew of carbiners and turnbuckles. Had the owner of said contraption had taken the time to diagram out the set up (which was different from the first years' set up), this would have been an "easy" install. As time advanced and the various combinations failed, the study breaks became more frequent until finally it was too dark for Dave and I to continue. Naturally Ann and Christine were supportive of our efforts taking every opportunity to question our resolve, snickering at the appropriate times and flat out laughing at us at others, Dave and I ended the evening enjoying the the good natured kidding and the cold beer from the cooler. However I did notice that Dave joined in with the girls and started to make side comments on my lack of foresight.! ! We left the sun sails in place and decided to give it a go the next day where I immediately conceded defeat, rolled them all back up and returned them to their place on the shelf where they will stay until we return and the mystery of the one and only installation combination can be solved. Christine, Ann and Dave's snickering is still ringing in my ears!
Back to the party. I had set the start time to be 5 but knew full well that for the most part , it really wouldn't get started to about 7p. Which was just about right. It was wonderful to see friends from the hospital and neighborhood. My sister Ann and her steady Smitty showed up mid afternoon (following a flat tire in Sellerburg) and also helped get the house set up. Smitty is a college boyfriend of Ann's and they have reunited - and I'm all for it as he's a great guy. Naturally the chosen family arrived and everyone got set up for the evenings festivities . Dave played the guitar and Tom brought his electronic drum kit. After a failed attempt to amplify Dave's acoustic guitar, he returned to the natural sound and we turned Tom's kit down accordingly. - fine music then emanated . John Gage showed shortly later and after eating he gave a sparkling solo performance and then was joined by Dave. I was to have played harmonica - however , my tone deaf ears, the one too many beers and stage fright plus the obvious "Please Don't" look in the faces of the crowd kept me wise beyond my years and off the harmonic accomplishment. (although when all were gone that evening, Dave and I played for Christine, Ann, Ann and Smitty). Cindy brought her fiddle - but she too chickened out. Maybe next time Cindy.
The evening wound down and as the departures progressed, I knew it would be the last time I would be seeing some of these people for at least another 15 months as my next planned return is Sept. 2011 for Beer Fest. It was bittersweet. (I know all are expecting me to return this year however, I've used up my allotted "in country" time of 30 days. Any more and the tax breaks go away- and that 's not going to happen)
So the good byes are said and all depart. The food is put away and any item which shouldn't get wet is moved to dry quarters. Dave and I play play some and they too depart. Bed - exhausted and so filled with the joy of being able to call these people my friends.
12 June, Saturday
Up at 5a - rumbly in the tummy, read for a while and then back to sleep. back up at 8 and coffee. Ann and Smitty departed about 9 . Christine back to bed, me - quality couch time - in and out of sleep. At about 1p, Christine is now up and semi-lucid. She asks me where the tables and chairs are? I get up from the couch - look out on the deck and lo and behold the fairies had come and removed all the furniture. Unbeknown to us - and the dog didn't mention a word, Ann and Dave had come and retrieved them. Thanks Guys ! One big job done. Now the house needed restored.
Christine and I got that accomplished and then it was time for us to go over to Louisville for the last Kentucky HomeFront show of the season with John Gage and friends. It was a great performance by three different groups/artists which was followed by a trip to Sergio's where we all enjoyed some excellent beers (Sergio's has reportedly 1000 different beers in stock at all times - many on tap) One touching moment of the evening was at the end of the first show. John always sends a shout out to a recently deceased musician. This night he sent his shout out to his and our dear friend Drew Patterson . So thus John said " Good night Drew Patterson, wherever you are" There wasn't a dry eye in our circle of friends who continue to feel the loneliness and the empty space that our friend left in our hearts. We know where Drew is - he's with us everyday.
And with that, I'll end this blog.
Love to all,
Scott
1 July 2010, Thursday
This past week has been where I've finally gotten my feet back on the ground and began making headway on the massive amount of work which accumulated for me while I was gone. Ahhh -I wish I was back on vacation - or better yet - retired - but that will have to wait for 4 more years.
Having my neighbor Chris over for dinner tonight as his wife Suzanna and son Tavi have left for the summer , going to her home country of Finland for 6 weeks then to London where she and Chris will meet for a holiday visiting with his family and friends. Menu is burgers on the grill, carrot and cabbage casserole (first time I've made it) and a garden salad.
I left off on the last blog on the eve of the deck party.
11 June, Friday
Hot and steamy - wondering if the weather will force us to the front porch - do-able but tight.
We plan for the rear deck and Christine and I set up. Dave and Ann had brought their furniture up the day before. Christine takes the inside set up, I the outside. Roger and friend Tim arrive at noon with the two 1/6 kegs of New Albanian Brewery beer we had selected earlier in the week. It gets set up and naturally needed sampling to ensure all is right with the world. Roger and Tim hang for about an hour but they need to be off as Roger needs to get down to the New Albany waterfront park and set up for the Irish Fest where his product will be featured.
The menu for the party is Hot and Sweet Italian sausages, Brats, grilled onions and peppers. Christine has some dream potatoes and all other menu items will come from the invitees. (as always there is too much food) to prove that point, Cindy Himburg is found on the couch suffering from the effects over eating - I almost had to have her move over as I too enjoyed the feast.
I start up the grill and get the sausages/brats slow roasting and the peppers cooked on the side burner. As the day progresses, the weather has been HOT and steamy - but the chance of rain has dropped and we are now confident that we won't be chased off the deck.
I need to backtrack to Monday when I decided to install the sun shade sails on the deck. I have an elaborate cable and caribiner system to hang them between the house and the trees on the back of the yard. Dave and I get them all laid out, Ann and Christine make themselves scarce, and Dave and I go to work getting them installed. We have 4 sun shade sails, 6 cables, 5 attachment points on the house 5 trees and a slew of carbiners and turnbuckles. Had the owner of said contraption had taken the time to diagram out the set up (which was different from the first years' set up), this would have been an "easy" install. As time advanced and the various combinations failed, the study breaks became more frequent until finally it was too dark for Dave and I to continue. Naturally Ann and Christine were supportive of our efforts taking every opportunity to question our resolve, snickering at the appropriate times and flat out laughing at us at others, Dave and I ended the evening enjoying the the good natured kidding and the cold beer from the cooler. However I did notice that Dave joined in with the girls and started to make side comments on my lack of foresight.! ! We left the sun sails in place and decided to give it a go the next day where I immediately conceded defeat, rolled them all back up and returned them to their place on the shelf where they will stay until we return and the mystery of the one and only installation combination can be solved. Christine, Ann and Dave's snickering is still ringing in my ears!
Back to the party. I had set the start time to be 5 but knew full well that for the most part , it really wouldn't get started to about 7p. Which was just about right. It was wonderful to see friends from the hospital and neighborhood. My sister Ann and her steady Smitty showed up mid afternoon (following a flat tire in Sellerburg) and also helped get the house set up. Smitty is a college boyfriend of Ann's and they have reunited - and I'm all for it as he's a great guy. Naturally the chosen family arrived and everyone got set up for the evenings festivities . Dave played the guitar and Tom brought his electronic drum kit. After a failed attempt to amplify Dave's acoustic guitar, he returned to the natural sound and we turned Tom's kit down accordingly. - fine music then emanated . John Gage showed shortly later and after eating he gave a sparkling solo performance and then was joined by Dave. I was to have played harmonica - however , my tone deaf ears, the one too many beers and stage fright plus the obvious "Please Don't" look in the faces of the crowd kept me wise beyond my years and off the harmonic accomplishment. (although when all were gone that evening, Dave and I played for Christine, Ann, Ann and Smitty). Cindy brought her fiddle - but she too chickened out. Maybe next time Cindy.
The evening wound down and as the departures progressed, I knew it would be the last time I would be seeing some of these people for at least another 15 months as my next planned return is Sept. 2011 for Beer Fest. It was bittersweet. (I know all are expecting me to return this year however, I've used up my allotted "in country" time of 30 days. Any more and the tax breaks go away- and that 's not going to happen)
So the good byes are said and all depart. The food is put away and any item which shouldn't get wet is moved to dry quarters. Dave and I play play some and they too depart. Bed - exhausted and so filled with the joy of being able to call these people my friends.
12 June, Saturday
Up at 5a - rumbly in the tummy, read for a while and then back to sleep. back up at 8 and coffee. Ann and Smitty departed about 9 . Christine back to bed, me - quality couch time - in and out of sleep. At about 1p, Christine is now up and semi-lucid. She asks me where the tables and chairs are? I get up from the couch - look out on the deck and lo and behold the fairies had come and removed all the furniture. Unbeknown to us - and the dog didn't mention a word, Ann and Dave had come and retrieved them. Thanks Guys ! One big job done. Now the house needed restored.
Christine and I got that accomplished and then it was time for us to go over to Louisville for the last Kentucky HomeFront show of the season with John Gage and friends. It was a great performance by three different groups/artists which was followed by a trip to Sergio's where we all enjoyed some excellent beers (Sergio's has reportedly 1000 different beers in stock at all times - many on tap) One touching moment of the evening was at the end of the first show. John always sends a shout out to a recently deceased musician. This night he sent his shout out to his and our dear friend Drew Patterson . So thus John said " Good night Drew Patterson, wherever you are" There wasn't a dry eye in our circle of friends who continue to feel the loneliness and the empty space that our friend left in our hearts. We know where Drew is - he's with us everyday.
And with that, I'll end this blog.
Love to all,
Scott
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Fine Trip - Part 5
Hi All
27 June 2010
Well the USA lost to Ghana in the Round of 16 last night thus ending any hopes for the World Cup. I spent the weekend ( remember Friday and Saturday are my weekend days) restocking the larder, filling up the car, hair cut, liquor store and sleeping. The past month at home then jumping right back into my daily grind required some quality couch time. I'm feeling better now and will be able to face the rigors of the coming week.
Back to the Fine Trip Story. If you recall, I left off the night before the wedding.
5 June, Saturday
The noon wedding is being held in the "chapel" on the Yard. The word chapel has an connotation of being small and intimate - well not here as it is more like a cathedral. The Chapel is constantly booked for occasions and this being no different has a 2 hour window of opportunity to bring it off. The bridal party cannot arrive any sooner then one hour prior to the event, and must be gone from the premises at the end of the 2 hours - I know this because as we were gathered around following the ceremony at 12:45, guests for the next wedding at 2p were milling around.
We arrived and were seated, along with Teresa and Tom Brown (Michael's parents) on Brandon's side and shortly after that the music started and the business of getting Brandon and Geselle wed began. In comes the families then brides maids. The little boy who was to be the ring bearer clutched to his mothers leg, a bride's matron, on the way down the aisle. When he finally spotted his Dad, he let go and ran to him in the pews. Was quite comical and just that something that gives every wedding it's own personal signature. Brandon appears along with Alex at the head of the aisle and watches his lovely bride radiate as she is escorted to him. The minister is quite relaxed and brings the assembled to ease with his wit and charm as he talks about marriage and the responsibilities it entails. With the rings properly exchanged the music comes up from the wonderful organ which can also be seen and heard if you YouTube it - USNA Chapel Organ -and Brandon and Geselle glide down the aisle together. We all exit and prepare for the bridal couples exit from the church.
Michael leads the contingent of sword bearers from the chapel onto the front steps. Upon his command the officers draw swords and form the arch so familiar to all of us. As Brandon and Geselle enter the arch, the first pair of swords is lowered and it is announced that they cannot proceed without sharing a kiss, naturally Brandon and Geselle oblige them, they move forward and are again stopped at the next pair to repeat the kiss. - they move forward to Michael and Victor Sigilowski (a Marine 2nd Lt. who will be taking "The Basic Course" at Quantico with Alex). The command is given for a kiss, the swords are raised and as they depart at that point, both Michael and Victor give Brandon and Geselle a swift swat across their rear ends. Usually given to the bride as a "Welcome to the Military Family", Victor swatted Brandon as well and the look on his face of surprise was priceless!
Following this, the picture session was in full swing, we all assembled for a group picture and then it was time to find a cool place while we waited for the reception to start.
The Browns and the Morrows decided to cool our heels and quench our thirst at Rams Head where we enjoyed talking and relaxing.
The reception was held at the Navy-Marine Corps Stadium. At first you would think this was an odd location - however we soon discovered that there is a beautiful banquet hall located there. But first we proceeded up to to one of the enclosed viewing boxes where Brandon and Geselle had an open bar w/ finger food prior to the reception. It was interesting to look down upon the field where we had been just a week prior for the graduation. The field had been returned to it's natural state with all the chairs, tents, temporary stands, sound systems and stage now disassembled and stowed. At the appropriate time, the announcement was made for us to proceed to the banquet hall where we were to find our assigned seating. We sat with the Browns and a family whose son was best friends with Geselle growing up.
The party got started with the introduction of the bridal party as they entered with Brandon and Geselle kicking it into high gear upon their entrance. The DJ took over and guided the party through it's paces with the dinner being served followed with toasts for the bridal couple. Alex gave a wonderful speech which he had finally prepared the day before. He is a very capable speaker and toasted Brandon and Geselle marvelously. The dancing ensued with all the typical songs being played. For the cutting of the cake, they used Michael's Naval Sword which was presented to him by his parents. It is a absolutely lovely sword with exquisite workmanship.
The bouquet was caught by one of the brides maids and the garter by her fiance (was that set up? ) Further dancing and then last call was made.
We all rushed the bar for an after dinner drink and began to say our goodbyes. It was a bittersweet time for Christine and I as we doubt we will ever see some of these people again. We hope we do - but - as we all know, we have no idea what the future holds for us. (like living in the UAE ? - hahaha)
As we exited we found the groomsmen enjoying a cigar (blech) We hung around some more as we were one of the few remaining of the guests yet to leave and just enjoyed the warm evening and the fine afterglow of a special time. Alex was really saying goodbye to some who he had been with daily for 4 years and I think all could feel the bittersweet moment. I certainly am proud of that group of young men and women. They do give me a lump in my throat knowing that in a few short months they will be the ones at the pointy end of the spear, protecting us from what we don't want to know about and up there on that wall as we sleep peacefully in our warm beds. Sounds like Jack Nickelson from "A Few Good Men" -but true none the less.
We departed and returned to Herb and Barbara's. Alex rolled in quite later.
6 June, Sunday
Going Home !
Alex needed to stay in Annapolis for another day to pick up uniforms and Christine and I packed the car and departed by 8a for Corydon. The trip was uneventful until we hit the rain - and it was one heck of a rain. It rained in Maryland and was not too bad however the downpour we got going south between Morgantown to Charlestown WV was dangerous. We saw several vehicles spun out and in the median. It just dumped on us. However after we started to head west, the skies brighten up and it was easy driving from there. After 10 hours on the road we pulled into Corydon and unpacked. Both of us needed a nice place to relax so we jumped back in the car and went and visited Ann and Dave Self in White Cloud. A few beers later, and a "brief" account of our trip, (and some serious laughing) we returned to home and our own bed.
7 June - 10 June, Monday - Thursday
Chores and more. Hot and sticky weather.
After 2 weeks on the road it was great to see my house again. Christine and I enjoyed coffee on the front porch each morning and spent the week preparing for the party the coming Friday.
We visited Rich O's and along with Roger, Christine, Dave determined the beer menu for the party. We also found time to play some music, Dave on the guitar and me on harmonica. I'm trying but I've got a long way to go. Wes had just started his new job so he was transitioning from night shift to days so his body clock was all whacked out. Alex returned on Monday night and moved back into his room. McKinley, Wes's black lab kept us busy playing with her.
The house is in a transition period, Our stuff is in/out of storage, Wes's stuff is semi in place - mostly packed in the garage and Alex is a temporary guest that comes with a car plus full of stuff, some staying, some returning with him. Christine is trying to make it back into a home and it's really quite crazy. Hopefully she will have it sorted by the time she comes to live here in September - Which btw- I've just purchased her ticket.
Her last full day in Corydon will be Saturday, Sept.18. She departs on the 19th arriving here on our 29th anniversary on Sept. 20.
This week I also enjoyed a visit to the dentist which was followed by a meeting with our financial advisor. Talk about two uncomfortable experiences on the same day ! Actually my dental care was just a cleaning with no problems found and the financial advisor tells us we are still on the right track for the 5 Year Plan to be realized. Naturally the more we save, the more we get to realize so .... we tightened our belts again and are are more determined than ever to be returning to Corydon in 2014. (hey if I had been sent to prison, that would be one thing but to be living in a foreign country making good money and able to return home every year - that's not too difficult to swallow) That being said, I'll end here and start a new blog about the party.
Love to all,
Scott
27 June 2010
Well the USA lost to Ghana in the Round of 16 last night thus ending any hopes for the World Cup. I spent the weekend ( remember Friday and Saturday are my weekend days) restocking the larder, filling up the car, hair cut, liquor store and sleeping. The past month at home then jumping right back into my daily grind required some quality couch time. I'm feeling better now and will be able to face the rigors of the coming week.
Back to the Fine Trip Story. If you recall, I left off the night before the wedding.
5 June, Saturday
The noon wedding is being held in the "chapel" on the Yard. The word chapel has an connotation of being small and intimate - well not here as it is more like a cathedral. The Chapel is constantly booked for occasions and this being no different has a 2 hour window of opportunity to bring it off. The bridal party cannot arrive any sooner then one hour prior to the event, and must be gone from the premises at the end of the 2 hours - I know this because as we were gathered around following the ceremony at 12:45, guests for the next wedding at 2p were milling around.
We arrived and were seated, along with Teresa and Tom Brown (Michael's parents) on Brandon's side and shortly after that the music started and the business of getting Brandon and Geselle wed began. In comes the families then brides maids. The little boy who was to be the ring bearer clutched to his mothers leg, a bride's matron, on the way down the aisle. When he finally spotted his Dad, he let go and ran to him in the pews. Was quite comical and just that something that gives every wedding it's own personal signature. Brandon appears along with Alex at the head of the aisle and watches his lovely bride radiate as she is escorted to him. The minister is quite relaxed and brings the assembled to ease with his wit and charm as he talks about marriage and the responsibilities it entails. With the rings properly exchanged the music comes up from the wonderful organ which can also be seen and heard if you YouTube it - USNA Chapel Organ -and Brandon and Geselle glide down the aisle together. We all exit and prepare for the bridal couples exit from the church.
Michael leads the contingent of sword bearers from the chapel onto the front steps. Upon his command the officers draw swords and form the arch so familiar to all of us. As Brandon and Geselle enter the arch, the first pair of swords is lowered and it is announced that they cannot proceed without sharing a kiss, naturally Brandon and Geselle oblige them, they move forward and are again stopped at the next pair to repeat the kiss. - they move forward to Michael and Victor Sigilowski (a Marine 2nd Lt. who will be taking "The Basic Course" at Quantico with Alex). The command is given for a kiss, the swords are raised and as they depart at that point, both Michael and Victor give Brandon and Geselle a swift swat across their rear ends. Usually given to the bride as a "Welcome to the Military Family", Victor swatted Brandon as well and the look on his face of surprise was priceless!
Following this, the picture session was in full swing, we all assembled for a group picture and then it was time to find a cool place while we waited for the reception to start.
The Browns and the Morrows decided to cool our heels and quench our thirst at Rams Head where we enjoyed talking and relaxing.
The reception was held at the Navy-Marine Corps Stadium. At first you would think this was an odd location - however we soon discovered that there is a beautiful banquet hall located there. But first we proceeded up to to one of the enclosed viewing boxes where Brandon and Geselle had an open bar w/ finger food prior to the reception. It was interesting to look down upon the field where we had been just a week prior for the graduation. The field had been returned to it's natural state with all the chairs, tents, temporary stands, sound systems and stage now disassembled and stowed. At the appropriate time, the announcement was made for us to proceed to the banquet hall where we were to find our assigned seating. We sat with the Browns and a family whose son was best friends with Geselle growing up.
The party got started with the introduction of the bridal party as they entered with Brandon and Geselle kicking it into high gear upon their entrance. The DJ took over and guided the party through it's paces with the dinner being served followed with toasts for the bridal couple. Alex gave a wonderful speech which he had finally prepared the day before. He is a very capable speaker and toasted Brandon and Geselle marvelously. The dancing ensued with all the typical songs being played. For the cutting of the cake, they used Michael's Naval Sword which was presented to him by his parents. It is a absolutely lovely sword with exquisite workmanship.
The bouquet was caught by one of the brides maids and the garter by her fiance (was that set up? ) Further dancing and then last call was made.
We all rushed the bar for an after dinner drink and began to say our goodbyes. It was a bittersweet time for Christine and I as we doubt we will ever see some of these people again. We hope we do - but - as we all know, we have no idea what the future holds for us. (like living in the UAE ? - hahaha)
As we exited we found the groomsmen enjoying a cigar (blech) We hung around some more as we were one of the few remaining of the guests yet to leave and just enjoyed the warm evening and the fine afterglow of a special time. Alex was really saying goodbye to some who he had been with daily for 4 years and I think all could feel the bittersweet moment. I certainly am proud of that group of young men and women. They do give me a lump in my throat knowing that in a few short months they will be the ones at the pointy end of the spear, protecting us from what we don't want to know about and up there on that wall as we sleep peacefully in our warm beds. Sounds like Jack Nickelson from "A Few Good Men" -but true none the less.
We departed and returned to Herb and Barbara's. Alex rolled in quite later.
6 June, Sunday
Going Home !
Alex needed to stay in Annapolis for another day to pick up uniforms and Christine and I packed the car and departed by 8a for Corydon. The trip was uneventful until we hit the rain - and it was one heck of a rain. It rained in Maryland and was not too bad however the downpour we got going south between Morgantown to Charlestown WV was dangerous. We saw several vehicles spun out and in the median. It just dumped on us. However after we started to head west, the skies brighten up and it was easy driving from there. After 10 hours on the road we pulled into Corydon and unpacked. Both of us needed a nice place to relax so we jumped back in the car and went and visited Ann and Dave Self in White Cloud. A few beers later, and a "brief" account of our trip, (and some serious laughing) we returned to home and our own bed.
7 June - 10 June, Monday - Thursday
Chores and more. Hot and sticky weather.
After 2 weeks on the road it was great to see my house again. Christine and I enjoyed coffee on the front porch each morning and spent the week preparing for the party the coming Friday.
We visited Rich O's and along with Roger, Christine, Dave determined the beer menu for the party. We also found time to play some music, Dave on the guitar and me on harmonica. I'm trying but I've got a long way to go. Wes had just started his new job so he was transitioning from night shift to days so his body clock was all whacked out. Alex returned on Monday night and moved back into his room. McKinley, Wes's black lab kept us busy playing with her.
The house is in a transition period, Our stuff is in/out of storage, Wes's stuff is semi in place - mostly packed in the garage and Alex is a temporary guest that comes with a car plus full of stuff, some staying, some returning with him. Christine is trying to make it back into a home and it's really quite crazy. Hopefully she will have it sorted by the time she comes to live here in September - Which btw- I've just purchased her ticket.
Her last full day in Corydon will be Saturday, Sept.18. She departs on the 19th arriving here on our 29th anniversary on Sept. 20.
This week I also enjoyed a visit to the dentist which was followed by a meeting with our financial advisor. Talk about two uncomfortable experiences on the same day ! Actually my dental care was just a cleaning with no problems found and the financial advisor tells us we are still on the right track for the 5 Year Plan to be realized. Naturally the more we save, the more we get to realize so .... we tightened our belts again and are are more determined than ever to be returning to Corydon in 2014. (hey if I had been sent to prison, that would be one thing but to be living in a foreign country making good money and able to return home every year - that's not too difficult to swallow) That being said, I'll end here and start a new blog about the party.
Love to all,
Scott
Friday, June 25, 2010
Pictures 3
Alex is "pinned" by Christine and I. Now he's official.
Katie Otano - Texas- Class of 2013 and the one chosen by Alex to receive his first salute.
Wes, Christine, Alex and I
The ladies with the Officer of the Day. Beth, Christine, Alex, Kathy and Louise.
Back at the house and one of the hundreds of pictures take that day.Alex Receives His Diploma
Although a shaky video at the beginning, I find the focus and Alex's name is called and goes forward to shake hands with Vice President Joe Biden, then Admiral Gary Roughead, Chief of Naval Operations, and then Admiral Jeffery Fowler, "The Supe" of the Naval Academy.
Also noticeable is the HUGE grin on Alex's face.
WOW
Pictures 2
How cool is this!From the left: Beth, Joe, Louise, Kenny, Anne, Manny, Chistine, Kathy, John, Jack, Wes, Alex, Samantha, Todd, Uncle Art ( USNA '46), Jack, Ann and Scott
Yippee ! Brandon at bottom of ramp receiving his Ensign Bars from Class of 1960 representative. You can see Alex has his in his hand with diploma.
Me ! Mine !
Hi Joe ! Sup?
The comissioning of the Marine Corps Officers. Alex is at 8 o'clock from the center.Thursday, June 24, 2010
Pictures 1
Color Parade
Color Parade
Christine and Alex at the Graduation Ball
Blue Angels
Eighth and IWednesday, June 23, 2010
Fine Trip - Part 4
Hi All
24 May 2010
I've loaded some pictures from my camera into the home PC and will be posting those over the weekend. Stay tuned.
Last night I watched with approx 1000 other fans the USA v Algeria and the England v Slovenia football games at a local hotel bar. The bar was PACKED and I stood the whole 4 hours I was there. Met several other Americans. Was just like being back home. USA and England both won and went through to the next round . WOO HOO !
29 May
The Day After
Oh what a wonderful time we are having. Such memories (and in fact as I was unpacking my suitcase this morning I came across the graduation program which is here on my desk to show my staff)
The day after had the remaining visitors up and over to the Yard about 10a where Alex gave a "brief" tour of the campus including John Paul Jones crypt, The Navy Chapel, Bancroft Hall, the Mid Store and then over to the USNA Museum. It was determined that since we all drove separately to the Yard, those who wanted could peel off and go their separate ways. So as we all said our good byes on the steps of the museum, Christine, Wes and I returned to the house and began to organize /clean up/ get ready for the gathering planned for that afternoon with Michael and his family. There was PLENTY of food and drink remaining so that wasn't an issue. We just had to clean up ( oh by the way, Christine, her Dad and my brother Todd did a wonderful job cleaning up from the party the night before - I'm sure I missed someone but those are the ones that come to mind now) So as we organized and de-festooned the house moving items towards their boxes for packing into the car for the next day's trip to Pittsburgh.
The museum goers returned, food was put out and the Browns arrived . We all enjoyed the less stressful setting and were able to all sit around the deck and just plain relax ! Believe me it was a welcome respite after the activity and stress filled week leading up to the graduation. The Browns said their goodbyes - we'd see them the following week- Wes was taken to the airport and the survivors relaxed for the remainder of the day.
30 May Sunday
Clean up and get out of town day.
The house was given the final clean, all cars packed and everyone was ready to go by 10:30. We all headed off to the Baltimore airport where Todd and Samantha were dropped for their flights. Three cars, the two Dads, Alex and Christine in Alex's car and me in our car drove back to Pittsburgh. Christine, Alex and I proceeded to Christine's sister's house (who had just gotten home from Annapolis a few hours ahead of us) where we dined on - yes you guessed it - more leftovers from the party. We sat and talked but it wasn't long before my eyes were rolling in the back of my head so I slipped off to bed.
31 May, Monday - 2 June, Wednesday
Memorial Day
My plans were for me to travel to Bradford PA ( our former home) to visit with one of my best friends, Jerry Clark. Jerry had also joined us at the Graduation and was, as always, a center of attraction with his quick wit and joke telling capability. At the graduation, Alex had mentioned to him that he'd also like to come up and Jerry graciously invited him as well. So Alex and I arrived in the Village of Westline (20 mi south of Bradford, population approx. 120 people - population never changes - a girl gets pregnant, a guy leaves town) early afternoon - well the skies opened up just as we pulled into the driveway - so we sat in the car for 15 - 20 minutes until the rain abated. Alex and I ended up dodging rain the 2 days we were there. Jerry and I caught up with each other and Alex went into Bradford to look around the old neighborhood - he hadn't been there for 11 years, visit his old school and teachers and friends. We had planned on eating at the Westline Inn- my favorite watering hole - but just never got around to it and departed for PA on Wednesday morning. Jerry was a wonderful host and had made Shrimp LeJon (bacon wrapped shrimp with horseradish) for us upon our arrival then steaks on the grill. His signature breakfast of buttermilk muffins , eggs, korv (Swedish sausage) and coffee the next morning and then for Tuesday evening marinated chicken slow roasted on the grill. Wednesday morning was pancakes w/ blueberry sausage and coffee as well. I was also able to connect with good friends Mark and Pam who also live in Westline. - I never made it to Bradford.
Alex and I returned to Pittsburgh and he and his Uncle Jeff went out and Alex bought a laptop with some of his graduation money. I took a nap and then later on that day, we yes you guessed it - finished up the leftovers from the graduation party (well the majority of the leftovers). Both mornings that I was there, Jeff went out and bought fresh bagels (are there any other kind?) which we enjoyed with cream cheese and lox and capers. Mmmmm - can't get bagels like that here in the UAE in fact you'd be hard pressed to find a bagel - they are just not done here.
3 June 2010,Thursday
Alex departed for Quantico as he had some business to attend to and Christine and I departed for Annapolis as we had been invited to attend Brandon ( Alex's room mate for all 4 years) & Geselle's wedding. Alex was the best man and it was held in the Chapel. We were invited to stay with Herb and Barbara where we also enjoyed their hospitality. We arrived in Annapolis, had lunch at the Ram's Head Bar and then proceeded over to Herb and Barbara's. They had gone out for the evening and we let ourselves in. Alex soon arrived and we went out to eat at a local crab house. We wisely got there before the rush and a torrential downpour. Alex and I picked a dozen crabs while Christine enjoyed her soft shell crabs.
4 June, Friday
Wedding Rehearsal and Bar Hopping
Alex was up and gone for chores he needed to do and Christine and I lazed around then went over to the Yard to tour the museum ourselves. - if you recall - we took Wes back to the house so he could sleep prior to returning to Indiana and the night shift job he had (he now has a new job on days working for a company that supports the Ford Truck assembly plant - his company supplies the dashboards and steering wheel assemblies.)
We had also planned to meet Alex at McGarvey's for lunch where he and I had our traditional oysters on the half shell. For all you oyster lovers out there , this is rated as the best place to get them in Annapolis. They were big and delicious. Following that, Alex had the rehearsal and Christine and I returned to the house and changed for the rehearsal party being held at the Officer's Club.
This started at 4p and they had a full sit down meal for 80 people. It was awfully nice of Brandon and Geselle to include us as we certainly weren't expecting it. Dinner ended and we had heard that the "kids" were going to meet later at an Mexican restaurant for margaritas. However I was hot and tired and really didn't feel like it. Christine looked at me and said - "If you think that we're going to go back and sit around the house on a Friday night in Annapolis - one of the best towns to stroll and bar hop when you and I are all dressed up - your out of your mind! (or something to that effect)
Needless to say I mustered my inner fortitude and we began what turned out to be a truely marvelous evening. ( Thanks Christine) We first went to Rams Head and had a beer. We then drove downtown ( should have walked) and proceeded to hit a bar in the harbor and strolled around the harbor looking at the yachts. (playtoys) From there is it was over to another bar where Christine spied a Mid she knew. Well she played "Mommy Morrow" to the hilt and ended up buying the Mid his dinner - much to the envy of the other Mids with him. I in the meantime was chatting up a fellow at the bar stool next to me who when he got up told the bartender he was leaving for Louisville. We had a nice long chat as he wanted to know all about where to go and what to see while in Louisville. ( Churchill Downs and Louisville Slugger being the two must see's for any out of towner).
After this we walked back up town to the Mexican restaurant to meet up with the kids and buy a round for them . Well they weren't there. Bummer. Now what? I know - back across the street to the Rams Head - and lo and behold who did we find - - Yes, the groom and groomsmen - So we got seats at the bar, watched the Blackhawks lose to the Fliers and just kept opening my wallet for bar munchies and beers. About an hour later Geselle showed up with her brides maids. We had a marvelous time and my wallet cried. BUT I need to stop whining about the money situation. I took in a renter, Max, in Abu Dhabi and his rent money paid for my vacation - So every time a bill came I picked it up and Christine and I would both say "It's on Max" Thanks Max !
Well it was getting late so we left, walked back downtown, retrieved the car and returned to Herb and Barbara's. Alex came in around 1a. Good Night
That's all for this blog entry.
Love to all,
Scott
24 May 2010
I've loaded some pictures from my camera into the home PC and will be posting those over the weekend. Stay tuned.
Last night I watched with approx 1000 other fans the USA v Algeria and the England v Slovenia football games at a local hotel bar. The bar was PACKED and I stood the whole 4 hours I was there. Met several other Americans. Was just like being back home. USA and England both won and went through to the next round . WOO HOO !
29 May
The Day After
Oh what a wonderful time we are having. Such memories (and in fact as I was unpacking my suitcase this morning I came across the graduation program which is here on my desk to show my staff)
The day after had the remaining visitors up and over to the Yard about 10a where Alex gave a "brief" tour of the campus including John Paul Jones crypt, The Navy Chapel, Bancroft Hall, the Mid Store and then over to the USNA Museum. It was determined that since we all drove separately to the Yard, those who wanted could peel off and go their separate ways. So as we all said our good byes on the steps of the museum, Christine, Wes and I returned to the house and began to organize /clean up/ get ready for the gathering planned for that afternoon with Michael and his family. There was PLENTY of food and drink remaining so that wasn't an issue. We just had to clean up ( oh by the way, Christine, her Dad and my brother Todd did a wonderful job cleaning up from the party the night before - I'm sure I missed someone but those are the ones that come to mind now) So as we organized and de-festooned the house moving items towards their boxes for packing into the car for the next day's trip to Pittsburgh.
The museum goers returned, food was put out and the Browns arrived . We all enjoyed the less stressful setting and were able to all sit around the deck and just plain relax ! Believe me it was a welcome respite after the activity and stress filled week leading up to the graduation. The Browns said their goodbyes - we'd see them the following week- Wes was taken to the airport and the survivors relaxed for the remainder of the day.
30 May Sunday
Clean up and get out of town day.
The house was given the final clean, all cars packed and everyone was ready to go by 10:30. We all headed off to the Baltimore airport where Todd and Samantha were dropped for their flights. Three cars, the two Dads, Alex and Christine in Alex's car and me in our car drove back to Pittsburgh. Christine, Alex and I proceeded to Christine's sister's house (who had just gotten home from Annapolis a few hours ahead of us) where we dined on - yes you guessed it - more leftovers from the party. We sat and talked but it wasn't long before my eyes were rolling in the back of my head so I slipped off to bed.
31 May, Monday - 2 June, Wednesday
Memorial Day
My plans were for me to travel to Bradford PA ( our former home) to visit with one of my best friends, Jerry Clark. Jerry had also joined us at the Graduation and was, as always, a center of attraction with his quick wit and joke telling capability. At the graduation, Alex had mentioned to him that he'd also like to come up and Jerry graciously invited him as well. So Alex and I arrived in the Village of Westline (20 mi south of Bradford, population approx. 120 people - population never changes - a girl gets pregnant, a guy leaves town) early afternoon - well the skies opened up just as we pulled into the driveway - so we sat in the car for 15 - 20 minutes until the rain abated. Alex and I ended up dodging rain the 2 days we were there. Jerry and I caught up with each other and Alex went into Bradford to look around the old neighborhood - he hadn't been there for 11 years, visit his old school and teachers and friends. We had planned on eating at the Westline Inn- my favorite watering hole - but just never got around to it and departed for PA on Wednesday morning. Jerry was a wonderful host and had made Shrimp LeJon (bacon wrapped shrimp with horseradish) for us upon our arrival then steaks on the grill. His signature breakfast of buttermilk muffins , eggs, korv (Swedish sausage) and coffee the next morning and then for Tuesday evening marinated chicken slow roasted on the grill. Wednesday morning was pancakes w/ blueberry sausage and coffee as well. I was also able to connect with good friends Mark and Pam who also live in Westline. - I never made it to Bradford.
Alex and I returned to Pittsburgh and he and his Uncle Jeff went out and Alex bought a laptop with some of his graduation money. I took a nap and then later on that day, we yes you guessed it - finished up the leftovers from the graduation party (well the majority of the leftovers). Both mornings that I was there, Jeff went out and bought fresh bagels (are there any other kind?) which we enjoyed with cream cheese and lox and capers. Mmmmm - can't get bagels like that here in the UAE in fact you'd be hard pressed to find a bagel - they are just not done here.
3 June 2010,Thursday
Alex departed for Quantico as he had some business to attend to and Christine and I departed for Annapolis as we had been invited to attend Brandon ( Alex's room mate for all 4 years) & Geselle's wedding. Alex was the best man and it was held in the Chapel. We were invited to stay with Herb and Barbara where we also enjoyed their hospitality. We arrived in Annapolis, had lunch at the Ram's Head Bar and then proceeded over to Herb and Barbara's. They had gone out for the evening and we let ourselves in. Alex soon arrived and we went out to eat at a local crab house. We wisely got there before the rush and a torrential downpour. Alex and I picked a dozen crabs while Christine enjoyed her soft shell crabs.
4 June, Friday
Wedding Rehearsal and Bar Hopping
Alex was up and gone for chores he needed to do and Christine and I lazed around then went over to the Yard to tour the museum ourselves. - if you recall - we took Wes back to the house so he could sleep prior to returning to Indiana and the night shift job he had (he now has a new job on days working for a company that supports the Ford Truck assembly plant - his company supplies the dashboards and steering wheel assemblies.)
We had also planned to meet Alex at McGarvey's for lunch where he and I had our traditional oysters on the half shell. For all you oyster lovers out there , this is rated as the best place to get them in Annapolis. They were big and delicious. Following that, Alex had the rehearsal and Christine and I returned to the house and changed for the rehearsal party being held at the Officer's Club.
This started at 4p and they had a full sit down meal for 80 people. It was awfully nice of Brandon and Geselle to include us as we certainly weren't expecting it. Dinner ended and we had heard that the "kids" were going to meet later at an Mexican restaurant for margaritas. However I was hot and tired and really didn't feel like it. Christine looked at me and said - "If you think that we're going to go back and sit around the house on a Friday night in Annapolis - one of the best towns to stroll and bar hop when you and I are all dressed up - your out of your mind! (or something to that effect)
Needless to say I mustered my inner fortitude and we began what turned out to be a truely marvelous evening. ( Thanks Christine) We first went to Rams Head and had a beer. We then drove downtown ( should have walked) and proceeded to hit a bar in the harbor and strolled around the harbor looking at the yachts. (playtoys) From there is it was over to another bar where Christine spied a Mid she knew. Well she played "Mommy Morrow" to the hilt and ended up buying the Mid his dinner - much to the envy of the other Mids with him. I in the meantime was chatting up a fellow at the bar stool next to me who when he got up told the bartender he was leaving for Louisville. We had a nice long chat as he wanted to know all about where to go and what to see while in Louisville. ( Churchill Downs and Louisville Slugger being the two must see's for any out of towner).
After this we walked back up town to the Mexican restaurant to meet up with the kids and buy a round for them . Well they weren't there. Bummer. Now what? I know - back across the street to the Rams Head - and lo and behold who did we find - - Yes, the groom and groomsmen - So we got seats at the bar, watched the Blackhawks lose to the Fliers and just kept opening my wallet for bar munchies and beers. About an hour later Geselle showed up with her brides maids. We had a marvelous time and my wallet cried. BUT I need to stop whining about the money situation. I took in a renter, Max, in Abu Dhabi and his rent money paid for my vacation - So every time a bill came I picked it up and Christine and I would both say "It's on Max" Thanks Max !
Well it was getting late so we left, walked back downtown, retrieved the car and returned to Herb and Barbara's. Alex came in around 1a. Good Night
That's all for this blog entry.
Love to all,
Scott
Fine Trip - Part 3 - Graduation Day
Hi All
23 June 2010
Graduation Day
28 May 2010
Alex could have told you how many days until graduation 4 years ago (one of the rites of passage to being a Plebe)
It's here! today is the day! and the weather has cooperated by actually becoming cooler, is overcast and less humid. We are thrilled as are the soon to be 2nd Lt.s and Ensign's. However , Alex is wound tighter than a drum and anxious to get to there ON TIME. So much so that he couldn't even wait until we got into the parking lot, he jumped out and walked the rest of the way to his muster location as we waited in traffic entering the stadium parking.
Back to yesterday and the color parade - funny thing happened - Alex is getting ready and had his uniform on before he left. Dark pants, dark top. He drives over to the yard and turns the corner and realizes he's not dressed properly - he's to have on white pants. - he whips his car around and makes a bee line for the house calling us on the way on how to get into the house - we have all left by then and it was locked up. We call the owner and she gives us the garage numeric code, he undresses in the car - runs in, grabs white pants and races back to the Yard with only 10 minutes to spare. Luckily he wasn't stopped by the police as he admits he stretched several traffic laws getting to and from. Needless to say there were a few choice word emitting from Alex's mouth when he discovered he was not in the right uniform.
We arrive in the parking lot only to be directed to park in the grass - well remember the rain from just hours ago - well it's making it a muddy mess. We had planned to drink coffee and have pastries in the lot before going in - well no one ( me) felt comfortable trying to stay clean and do this whole routine so I indicated that we might as well go in - get good seats and eat at the concessions - which is what we did. One word of advice - don't get the breakfast egg/sausage muffin - it was horrible.
Well we sat there for 1:45 hrs until finally at 8:45, the band started to play Pomp and Circumstance - and here from the far end zone begins the entry 2 by 2 of the 1028 graduating class of 2010. They entered, top 100 honors graduates first then by company and alphabetically. Alex in 7th Company sat directly in front of us. Christine couldn't have picked better seats. Then all the underclassmen filed in and took their place in the stands. Following this were all the professors and military instructors. Next came the invited dignitaries. At about this time the Vice President's helicopter flew over , circled the stadium and went off to land. Joe Biden and Admiral Gary Roughead - Chief of Naval Operations then arrive in Joe's limo and they take the podium to ruffles and flourishes.
At exactly 10:04, the Blue Angels do their fly over to the cheers of the assembled 25,000 spectators. Speeches commence with Joe Biden going last. He spoke as politicians do - with friendly banter and glad handing for 15 minutes then for the remaining 15 minutes he spoke of Obama's 4 pillars of the economic recovery. An audible groan was heard from the collective audience when he introduced that subject. The one high lite of his speech was when he mentioned John McCain's name. The partisan Naval Academy crowd cheered this and Joe joined in the celebration of acknowledging a true American Hero.
Next came the commissioning of the Marines and the Ensigns. Following this the top 100 honor students were awarded their diplomas and then began the long line of the remaining 928 graduates. As the excitement built and Alex's row stood to get in line, the grins were ear to ear. Finally his name is called and Alex strode up the ramp, shook Joe Biden's hand, then Admiral Roughead's who presented him with his diploma, shook Admiral Fowler's ( The Supe) hand and strode down the adjoin ramp holding his diploma and commissioning letter high over his head. At the bottom of the ramp, a member of the class of 1960 - another link in the chain - 50 years ago and a tradition at the Academy presented Alex with his 2nd Lt. bars. As Alex strode back to his seat, his grin was like the Cheshire Cat - Huge , Wide and Un-eraseable! We of course were hooting and hollering our support 30 strong in the stands! What a moment. I have a video of it and will post pictures as well. (as I will of this whole vacation)
After the last Midshipman received his diploma a huge roar came from the masses as we knew what was coming. The president of the class of 2011 stood and led 3 cheers by the underclassman to "those who were about to leave us". The Class of 2010 then stood and were cheering wildly in anticipation of the final event of their Naval Academy journey. The 3 cheers to "those we are about to leave behind" - Hip Hip Hooray, Hip Hip Hooray, Hip Hip Hooray and with that 1028 Naval Academy caps flew into the air making the photo op it always is. Cheers, Hugs, Laughing and I'm sure a few tears of joy were in display -and that was only me ! As the kids ran to retrieve the now unowned caps, the masses started to either file down to the field or out of the stadium to where they were to meet their now newly commissioned officer. Alex had chosen the Blue Angel F-18 on display outside the stadiums entrance. We along with what seemed like hundreds of other parents and families used it as a back drop to where Christine first presented Alex with his Marine Corps Officers cap and we "Pinned" Alex's 2nd Lt. bars to his shoulder. What a proud moment.
As the numerous photos were being taken, I noticed a Plebe standing there with Alex attending to her. I suddenly realized that Alex had chosen her to give him his first Salute. The tradition is that you pay for your first salute with a genuine SILVER dollar. (Alex took several hours with Samantha to locate a real silver dollar the day before finding one at a jewelry store where he paid too much for it) With the salute accomplished, Alex then told us why he had chosen her - it was because her grit and determination though out the year impressed him and he thought she was best rewarded with the silver dollar.
This done and the picture session winding down, I suggested that we retire to the cars where I had bought a cooler full of beer to enjoy while we waited for the traffic to ease out of the parking lot. Well it was then I noticed that the real surge had not yet begun so I further suggested that we just get while the getting was good and leave. We did and returned to the house where the real party started. Michael's family and the Morrow family joined forces in planning the party with Brandon - Alex's roommate and family also joining in the fun. In all we had about 60 - 70 people through the house that day.
Christine and Theresa had planned a wonderful menu which came together perfectly. If you left the house that day not completely satisfied in food in drink- then you'd never be a happy person. Music, laughter ensued and then towards evening cigars came out to toast the new officers. I even smoked one to honor Alex and Michael , getting about 1/2 way through before turning green. Over the edge of the deck it went - yuck!
Michael is a Ensign and will be stationed in Norfolk aboard a destroyer. Brandon will be stationed in San Diego aboard a cruiser. Alex is headed to Quantico for 6 months of "The Basic School" where all Marines learn how to lead men the Marine way. He reports July 5.
Well the party started to break up as people who would be leaving early in the morning began to say their goodbyes bidding fare well and good luck to Alex, Michael and Brandon. I went to the bedroom at around 11p to use the restroom and was found sleeping on top of the bed by Christine well after midnight. She, like me, was exhausted from the week's activities and responsibilities of being the host. She got me into bed and followed shortly after.
What a marvelous, wonderful, exciting and proud day made all the better by being surrounded by all we love. I'm honored to have friends and family that are such good people.
Love to All
Scott
23 June 2010
Graduation Day
28 May 2010
Alex could have told you how many days until graduation 4 years ago (one of the rites of passage to being a Plebe)
It's here! today is the day! and the weather has cooperated by actually becoming cooler, is overcast and less humid. We are thrilled as are the soon to be 2nd Lt.s and Ensign's. However , Alex is wound tighter than a drum and anxious to get to there ON TIME. So much so that he couldn't even wait until we got into the parking lot, he jumped out and walked the rest of the way to his muster location as we waited in traffic entering the stadium parking.
Back to yesterday and the color parade - funny thing happened - Alex is getting ready and had his uniform on before he left. Dark pants, dark top. He drives over to the yard and turns the corner and realizes he's not dressed properly - he's to have on white pants. - he whips his car around and makes a bee line for the house calling us on the way on how to get into the house - we have all left by then and it was locked up. We call the owner and she gives us the garage numeric code, he undresses in the car - runs in, grabs white pants and races back to the Yard with only 10 minutes to spare. Luckily he wasn't stopped by the police as he admits he stretched several traffic laws getting to and from. Needless to say there were a few choice word emitting from Alex's mouth when he discovered he was not in the right uniform.
We arrive in the parking lot only to be directed to park in the grass - well remember the rain from just hours ago - well it's making it a muddy mess. We had planned to drink coffee and have pastries in the lot before going in - well no one ( me) felt comfortable trying to stay clean and do this whole routine so I indicated that we might as well go in - get good seats and eat at the concessions - which is what we did. One word of advice - don't get the breakfast egg/sausage muffin - it was horrible.
Well we sat there for 1:45 hrs until finally at 8:45, the band started to play Pomp and Circumstance - and here from the far end zone begins the entry 2 by 2 of the 1028 graduating class of 2010. They entered, top 100 honors graduates first then by company and alphabetically. Alex in 7th Company sat directly in front of us. Christine couldn't have picked better seats. Then all the underclassmen filed in and took their place in the stands. Following this were all the professors and military instructors. Next came the invited dignitaries. At about this time the Vice President's helicopter flew over , circled the stadium and went off to land. Joe Biden and Admiral Gary Roughead - Chief of Naval Operations then arrive in Joe's limo and they take the podium to ruffles and flourishes.
At exactly 10:04, the Blue Angels do their fly over to the cheers of the assembled 25,000 spectators. Speeches commence with Joe Biden going last. He spoke as politicians do - with friendly banter and glad handing for 15 minutes then for the remaining 15 minutes he spoke of Obama's 4 pillars of the economic recovery. An audible groan was heard from the collective audience when he introduced that subject. The one high lite of his speech was when he mentioned John McCain's name. The partisan Naval Academy crowd cheered this and Joe joined in the celebration of acknowledging a true American Hero.
Next came the commissioning of the Marines and the Ensigns. Following this the top 100 honor students were awarded their diplomas and then began the long line of the remaining 928 graduates. As the excitement built and Alex's row stood to get in line, the grins were ear to ear. Finally his name is called and Alex strode up the ramp, shook Joe Biden's hand, then Admiral Roughead's who presented him with his diploma, shook Admiral Fowler's ( The Supe) hand and strode down the adjoin ramp holding his diploma and commissioning letter high over his head. At the bottom of the ramp, a member of the class of 1960 - another link in the chain - 50 years ago and a tradition at the Academy presented Alex with his 2nd Lt. bars. As Alex strode back to his seat, his grin was like the Cheshire Cat - Huge , Wide and Un-eraseable! We of course were hooting and hollering our support 30 strong in the stands! What a moment. I have a video of it and will post pictures as well. (as I will of this whole vacation)
After the last Midshipman received his diploma a huge roar came from the masses as we knew what was coming. The president of the class of 2011 stood and led 3 cheers by the underclassman to "those who were about to leave us". The Class of 2010 then stood and were cheering wildly in anticipation of the final event of their Naval Academy journey. The 3 cheers to "those we are about to leave behind" - Hip Hip Hooray, Hip Hip Hooray, Hip Hip Hooray and with that 1028 Naval Academy caps flew into the air making the photo op it always is. Cheers, Hugs, Laughing and I'm sure a few tears of joy were in display -and that was only me ! As the kids ran to retrieve the now unowned caps, the masses started to either file down to the field or out of the stadium to where they were to meet their now newly commissioned officer. Alex had chosen the Blue Angel F-18 on display outside the stadiums entrance. We along with what seemed like hundreds of other parents and families used it as a back drop to where Christine first presented Alex with his Marine Corps Officers cap and we "Pinned" Alex's 2nd Lt. bars to his shoulder. What a proud moment.
As the numerous photos were being taken, I noticed a Plebe standing there with Alex attending to her. I suddenly realized that Alex had chosen her to give him his first Salute. The tradition is that you pay for your first salute with a genuine SILVER dollar. (Alex took several hours with Samantha to locate a real silver dollar the day before finding one at a jewelry store where he paid too much for it) With the salute accomplished, Alex then told us why he had chosen her - it was because her grit and determination though out the year impressed him and he thought she was best rewarded with the silver dollar.
This done and the picture session winding down, I suggested that we retire to the cars where I had bought a cooler full of beer to enjoy while we waited for the traffic to ease out of the parking lot. Well it was then I noticed that the real surge had not yet begun so I further suggested that we just get while the getting was good and leave. We did and returned to the house where the real party started. Michael's family and the Morrow family joined forces in planning the party with Brandon - Alex's roommate and family also joining in the fun. In all we had about 60 - 70 people through the house that day.
Christine and Theresa had planned a wonderful menu which came together perfectly. If you left the house that day not completely satisfied in food in drink- then you'd never be a happy person. Music, laughter ensued and then towards evening cigars came out to toast the new officers. I even smoked one to honor Alex and Michael , getting about 1/2 way through before turning green. Over the edge of the deck it went - yuck!
Michael is a Ensign and will be stationed in Norfolk aboard a destroyer. Brandon will be stationed in San Diego aboard a cruiser. Alex is headed to Quantico for 6 months of "The Basic School" where all Marines learn how to lead men the Marine way. He reports July 5.
Well the party started to break up as people who would be leaving early in the morning began to say their goodbyes bidding fare well and good luck to Alex, Michael and Brandon. I went to the bedroom at around 11p to use the restroom and was found sleeping on top of the bed by Christine well after midnight. She, like me, was exhausted from the week's activities and responsibilities of being the host. She got me into bed and followed shortly after.
What a marvelous, wonderful, exciting and proud day made all the better by being surrounded by all we love. I'm honored to have friends and family that are such good people.
Love to All
Scott
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Fine Trip Part 2
Hi All
Wednesday 23 June 2010
Tonight USA plays Algeria to see if they move forward in the 2010 World Cup. I will be joining English friends to watch to see if England can move forward as well. - should be quite an evening.
Back to the story.
25 May, Tuesday
Alex off to Yard again early to take care of business. Plan for day is upon his return to go to Marine Corps Museum in Quantico VA. About 1 1/2 hr away, south of DC. Christine, the Dad's and I putter around the house and I prepare making the tortellini salad for the party later in the week. Since we are in an unfamiliar kitchen, the whereabouts of many of the cooking utensils bowls mixers etc are befuddling us at times- however we persevered.
Alex returns about 10:30 and we are off. The museum is awe inspiring with the architecture purposely structured to mimic the raising of the flag on Iwo Jima. Inside we find a world class depiction and history of the Marine Corps. Two other wings of the museum are to open later in the year depicting earlier Marine Corps history. It was wonderful to read about and see irreplaceable relics of the Corps. We closed down the museum - but not after visiting the gift shop where we indulged in several mementos and gifts. (Christine and I need to shift our focus from the Naval Academy to the Marine Corps now hence the buying spree).
We returned to Annapolis trudging through evening traffic. Manny and Louise were to have joined us for the day but didn't go. They did however come for dinner that evening where we prepared Seafood pasta and salad. A family favorite - yummy.
26 May, Wednesday
Big day today - Blue Angels Air Show. A hot, cloudless day. Samantha, my cousin Sandra's daughter arrived in the morning and joined the growing household. We arrived at the Yard doing the bus routine again and joined the thousands of other spectators for a lovely day at a section of the campus called Hospital Point. At the appointed time the Blue Angels arrived ( do you think they would have been late? - not me either) and we greatly enjoyed the precision flying demonstration and simulated aerial combat maneuvers performed by this talented group. I found out later that the City of Annapolis public schools close for the day since some of the performance occurs over the city itself, there would be no way a teacher could hold the kids attention with the F-18's screaming overhead.
After the performance, leaving the yard became an exercise in patience as the lines for the buses were long and longer. We finally boarded and returned to the stadium, the car and back to the house. But today is not done. All of us (the two Dads, Alex, Christine, Samantha and I ) are scheduled to return to the Yard that evening for the Graduation Ball. Already half melted from the heat, we relaxed, ate lightly and dressed for the ball arriving at about 8p. We danced and had a good time - but by 10p we were petering out and I went to retrieve the car picking up the remainder of the group. It was back to the house with applications of green sunburn goop purchased on the way home from the airshow and off to bed -yes we all got too much sun. I need not forget to point out that the ladies looked marvelous in the Ball outfits.
27 May, Thursday
Arrival Day
Anyone and everyone who was coming to the graduation is arriving today so we are preparing for the dinner that evening for 28. But naturally there is another function which we need to attend at the Yard. Today is the dreaded (by the Brigade of Midshipmen) Color Parade. Here is where the Brigade - all 4000 strong with white pants and black wool jackets march onto Worden Field and do the manual of arms ( hoisting their rifles and changing them from the right to the left to parade rest etc ) Well with the heat and humidity, Christine counted 63 midshipmen pass out and carried from the field. We later learned that 3 went to the hospital and were kept over night. So the main complaint here is that the Supe feels that we are a nation at war but wants to protect his Plebes from possible harm but then permits the Color Parade to continue knowing full well that the weather conditions will have a devastating effect upon a larger percentage of the Brigade - makes no sense to me - but then again this is the military and the Supe is an idiot. ( ahhh that felt good)
So after the Color Parade, we all line up for the bus and finally make our way back to the house where the party starts, people are arriving and fun is being had by all.
Well I promised to pass out the tickets for the graduation and give a brief of who, what, where's and when. That done all departed by 9 p. We now have 11 people staying in the house who are all trying to get prepared for the next day's activities. Then the rains came - thunderstorms and torrential downpours.
We have unlimited tickets for an outdoor graduation but only 4 for indoors. I'm worried sick, Christine is ready to take the bridge. Not only will 30 people come to see nothing, the pomp and glamor is lost- no fly over, no underclassman, just the graduates and 4 tickets. I was up at 4a tracking the weather on the computer and I see that we may be looking good. I report this back to Christine at about 5a but still no official word on the website. At 6a, it's posted - Graduation will be outside . A huge cry of relief from I think all and the rush to get out the door and to the stadium by 7a is on.
I'll close here and discuss graduation in the next blog.
Love to all
Scott
Wednesday 23 June 2010
Tonight USA plays Algeria to see if they move forward in the 2010 World Cup. I will be joining English friends to watch to see if England can move forward as well. - should be quite an evening.
Back to the story.
25 May, Tuesday
Alex off to Yard again early to take care of business. Plan for day is upon his return to go to Marine Corps Museum in Quantico VA. About 1 1/2 hr away, south of DC. Christine, the Dad's and I putter around the house and I prepare making the tortellini salad for the party later in the week. Since we are in an unfamiliar kitchen, the whereabouts of many of the cooking utensils bowls mixers etc are befuddling us at times- however we persevered.
Alex returns about 10:30 and we are off. The museum is awe inspiring with the architecture purposely structured to mimic the raising of the flag on Iwo Jima. Inside we find a world class depiction and history of the Marine Corps. Two other wings of the museum are to open later in the year depicting earlier Marine Corps history. It was wonderful to read about and see irreplaceable relics of the Corps. We closed down the museum - but not after visiting the gift shop where we indulged in several mementos and gifts. (Christine and I need to shift our focus from the Naval Academy to the Marine Corps now hence the buying spree).
We returned to Annapolis trudging through evening traffic. Manny and Louise were to have joined us for the day but didn't go. They did however come for dinner that evening where we prepared Seafood pasta and salad. A family favorite - yummy.
26 May, Wednesday
Big day today - Blue Angels Air Show. A hot, cloudless day. Samantha, my cousin Sandra's daughter arrived in the morning and joined the growing household. We arrived at the Yard doing the bus routine again and joined the thousands of other spectators for a lovely day at a section of the campus called Hospital Point. At the appointed time the Blue Angels arrived ( do you think they would have been late? - not me either) and we greatly enjoyed the precision flying demonstration and simulated aerial combat maneuvers performed by this talented group. I found out later that the City of Annapolis public schools close for the day since some of the performance occurs over the city itself, there would be no way a teacher could hold the kids attention with the F-18's screaming overhead.
After the performance, leaving the yard became an exercise in patience as the lines for the buses were long and longer. We finally boarded and returned to the stadium, the car and back to the house. But today is not done. All of us (the two Dads, Alex, Christine, Samantha and I ) are scheduled to return to the Yard that evening for the Graduation Ball. Already half melted from the heat, we relaxed, ate lightly and dressed for the ball arriving at about 8p. We danced and had a good time - but by 10p we were petering out and I went to retrieve the car picking up the remainder of the group. It was back to the house with applications of green sunburn goop purchased on the way home from the airshow and off to bed -yes we all got too much sun. I need not forget to point out that the ladies looked marvelous in the Ball outfits.
27 May, Thursday
Arrival Day
Anyone and everyone who was coming to the graduation is arriving today so we are preparing for the dinner that evening for 28. But naturally there is another function which we need to attend at the Yard. Today is the dreaded (by the Brigade of Midshipmen) Color Parade. Here is where the Brigade - all 4000 strong with white pants and black wool jackets march onto Worden Field and do the manual of arms ( hoisting their rifles and changing them from the right to the left to parade rest etc ) Well with the heat and humidity, Christine counted 63 midshipmen pass out and carried from the field. We later learned that 3 went to the hospital and were kept over night. So the main complaint here is that the Supe feels that we are a nation at war but wants to protect his Plebes from possible harm but then permits the Color Parade to continue knowing full well that the weather conditions will have a devastating effect upon a larger percentage of the Brigade - makes no sense to me - but then again this is the military and the Supe is an idiot. ( ahhh that felt good)
So after the Color Parade, we all line up for the bus and finally make our way back to the house where the party starts, people are arriving and fun is being had by all.
Well I promised to pass out the tickets for the graduation and give a brief of who, what, where's and when. That done all departed by 9 p. We now have 11 people staying in the house who are all trying to get prepared for the next day's activities. Then the rains came - thunderstorms and torrential downpours.
We have unlimited tickets for an outdoor graduation but only 4 for indoors. I'm worried sick, Christine is ready to take the bridge. Not only will 30 people come to see nothing, the pomp and glamor is lost- no fly over, no underclassman, just the graduates and 4 tickets. I was up at 4a tracking the weather on the computer and I see that we may be looking good. I report this back to Christine at about 5a but still no official word on the website. At 6a, it's posted - Graduation will be outside . A huge cry of relief from I think all and the rush to get out the door and to the stadium by 7a is on.
I'll close here and discuss graduation in the next blog.
Love to all
Scott
My What a Fine Trip It Was Part 1
Hi All,
22 June 2010
As most (if not all) of you know I had my first extended vacation home since I arrived in the UAE (not counting the one week in Sept. 2009 for Beer Fest).
I came home for 30 days - the limit imposed by our wonderful IRS as they really don't want to provide me with all my expat tax benefits if I spend more than that amount of time in the USA.
I'll break this trip into several blogs so as not to bring the server to it's knees when I upload it. Plus I'll be kind and try not to delve into the details unless it is warranted.
May 20, Thursday
After a fitful night's sleep I'm packed and ready to go. Taken to airport by Liz, I'm at airport at 7:45 for a 10:30 flight. I get checked in through Immigration and into the gate area by 8:15 and settle in for the wait. Decide to buy some Absolut at the Duty Free. I do that and while shopping run into Pam - from Canton, Ohio area who also works at Mafraq and is on her way home for a wedding and a 2 week respite. We have coffee and then board plane - going through three separate checks with passports and boarding passes before finally stepping onto the plane. The nearly 15 hour flight is only made better due to the fact that the seat next to me was vacant so I had space to move around. The lay over in Chicago is short so after making my way through Immigration and Customs, I run for the shuttle to the domestic terminals and make my flight with time to spare - in fact I had a beer - a carry out beer from Chili's while I waited for the flight. Home to Louisville where Christine picked me up and whisked me over to Tom and Julie's house were we went to extend my condolences to our dear friend Vickie as her husband Drew had just passed away days before my arrival. To know Drew is to know one of the kindest persons you will ever have met. He is sorely missed by all.
We depart, arrive home and we both collapse into bed as we have a full schedule ahead of us.
May 21, Friday
Up and coffee on the front porch with Christine- heavenly! Christine has been planning and prepping for the graduation for over 11 months ( house rental was the first item to be done last year) and here we are just a week away from the event. As we did the final packing and assembly of all the items we are taking to Annapolis I'm wondering how it will all fit in the car ! However we are packing for a 2 week trip and we do need everything from formal attire to T's and shorts so it all goes with us- naturally we discover that 1/2 the stuff we took we didn't use or wear ( I was just as guilty). We do some running around and then prep for a party at our house that evening as a welcoming back party and a tribute to our friend Drew with those who were closest to him. We were to have had this party at Ann and Dave's but the weather didn't cooperate with the expected heavy downpour coming in the middle of the party - We sure are glad we have that big covered front porch. Party and tribute to Drew was excellent and touching and all departed late.
May 22, Saturday
Coffee on front porch, cleaned up house, packed car and off to Pittsburgh by 10a. Arrived at my Dad's house, showered and out the door to restaurant to surprise 60th birthday party for Christine's sister Kathy. Arrived last and surprised her as all were getting their cocktails served. Had a good time seeing friends we hadn't seen in years and departed full from a fine meal and company. Returned to Dad's house, had a night cap and went to bed.
May 23, Sunday
Coffee with Dad then out the door for drive to Annapolis and our rented house for graduation week. Arrived and had lunch in Annapolis then over to the house where we met owner, got the keys and a few instructions on how to use TV and stereo. Alex quickly joined us and we got settled in. Changed into suit/tie for me and beautiful dress for Christine, uniform for Alex and headed off for The Yard for the Superintendent's Garden Party. - A little background here. Every year, the Supe ( soup) invites the graduating class to a party in his garden. Christine and I being big garden fans have been looking forward to his event. They do it by company as there'd be no way 1000 Mids and their 4 invited guests could fit in the garden. We pick up Herb and Barbara - Alex's sponsor parents - whom we just adore and who have been so helpful to Alex and us these past 4 years on the way and we arrive to find that due to the threatening weather, the party has been moved across the street to Dhalgren Hall. It's a nice big open space and well equipped to handle large groups . We were able to walk thru the garden and see what we had been missing. Well the garden was nice but most of the flowers had passed by this time and as I pointed out, even though it was only 6 companies invited to this party ( there are 30 companies and they do 1 party a night for 5 straight nights,) the crowd in Dhalgren hall would have been hard pressed to have been comfortable in the smaller garden space. ( garden is about the size of half a football field ) We had a wonderful time, saw many of Alex's friends and had our picture taken with the Supe. It was then off to dinner at an Italian restaurant we all enjoy. Reversed the order and went to bed anticipating the next day.
May 24, Monday
Ok now if you have been counting, how many beds have I slept in since arriving in the USA? The answer is 3 beds in 4 nights.
Monday was circled on our calender for 2 events. Alex was up and out early as he had to make muster at 6:30a. We wanted to see the "8th and I" the Marine Corps Silent Drill Team and Herndon Climb.
For security reasons no one without DoD stickers were permitted to park on The Yard during the whole week so you had to go to the Navy-Marine Corps Stadium and take a bus to the campus. This was a ROYAL pain in the butt as the weather was hot and sticky all week and tacked on extra time to and from ( especially from The Yard ) for all activities. Parking outside the gates is nearly impossible especially when you consider that the Herndon Climb is for all the Plebes ( freshman) and this is graduation week so all the "Firsties" or seniors families are in town.
So we dutifully take the bus and arrive to watch the Drill Team which was mightily impressive - you can see some of their routine on YouTube if you are interested - it is amazing what they do. Christine also arranged to meet a childhood friend of hers John Quinn, who I actually knew as well as their daughter? is a Plebe. Christine discovered him through Facebook. We sat together and then were to meet for the Herndon Climb. We went to lunch and met Alex there along with Manny and Louise who just happened to be strolling in the dock area when we called them. Since they had just had a large late breakfast, they joined us for iced tea while we ate lunch. ( oysters on half shell and a cold beer) We all returned to The Yard and got to Herndon in time to notice two things - 1) the obelisk was not greased and 2) the cap was not taped down on top . For those of you who do not know the tradition, each year the plebes, as a capstone event to their first year, climb the 22' greased with 200lbs of lard obelisk to remove the underclassman cap and replace it with an upperclassman's cap. This usually takes 1 1/2 - 2 hours to accomplish.
Well this year, the Supe who for some reason feels the event is dangerous - although for all who can remember the worst injury has been a broken finger and a few concussions when the poor plebe who is trying to get to the top - now on the shoulders either 3 or 4 persons tall falls and tumbles into the mass of bodies below. The Supe bans the greasing and taping of the cap to hold down on injuries ( remember this is the same Supe who came in and declared that since we were a nation at war, he was going to expect the Mids behaved in the same manner so therefore imposed strict liberty guidelines cutting all free time)
We are there for the starting cannon and up run the 1000+ strong Class of 2013. As we watch them encircle the monument, it becomes apparent that this climb is different - so much that within a minute they are 2 and then 3 high. The young man who got to the 3 high is able to now shinny up the obelisk and was sitting atop it and replace the cap- all in 2:06 ! I can tell you that the entire crowd - from spectators to participants as well that there was a huge disappointment in the air. From what was once a challenge had become a farce. The Class of 2013 felt cheated as they will now have an asterisk beside their recorded time - "ungreased". The parents felt cheated as well as the Class of 2010 who by following orders broke the tradition. This is the Supe's last year and is due for replacement very soon. Hopefully his successor will reinstate this tradition.
We had hooked up with Michael's parents at Herndon ( Michael is Alex's best friend) so we decided to return to their rented house to relax. Alex led the way with Christine and I followed in our car. We got turned around and who they thought was behind them was not me - so I got ditched ! I had forgotten my cell at home so there was no way to contact each other so I headed back to the house. Lucky thing - the two Jacks had just arrived- My Dad and Christine's Dad ( yes both named Jack). As I entered the house the phone was ringing - it was Christine looking for me. I told her to take her time, and I got the two Jacks settled in. She and Alex arrived a couple of hours later and we enjoyed a low key dinner and relaxed. ( Dad had brought a beer called "Arrogant Bastard" and it was nicely chilled) Mmmmmm good
I'll end this blog here and start anew so as not to be too long winded. ( too late right?)
Love to all
Scott
22 June 2010
As most (if not all) of you know I had my first extended vacation home since I arrived in the UAE (not counting the one week in Sept. 2009 for Beer Fest).
I came home for 30 days - the limit imposed by our wonderful IRS as they really don't want to provide me with all my expat tax benefits if I spend more than that amount of time in the USA.
I'll break this trip into several blogs so as not to bring the server to it's knees when I upload it. Plus I'll be kind and try not to delve into the details unless it is warranted.
May 20, Thursday
After a fitful night's sleep I'm packed and ready to go. Taken to airport by Liz, I'm at airport at 7:45 for a 10:30 flight. I get checked in through Immigration and into the gate area by 8:15 and settle in for the wait. Decide to buy some Absolut at the Duty Free. I do that and while shopping run into Pam - from Canton, Ohio area who also works at Mafraq and is on her way home for a wedding and a 2 week respite. We have coffee and then board plane - going through three separate checks with passports and boarding passes before finally stepping onto the plane. The nearly 15 hour flight is only made better due to the fact that the seat next to me was vacant so I had space to move around. The lay over in Chicago is short so after making my way through Immigration and Customs, I run for the shuttle to the domestic terminals and make my flight with time to spare - in fact I had a beer - a carry out beer from Chili's while I waited for the flight. Home to Louisville where Christine picked me up and whisked me over to Tom and Julie's house were we went to extend my condolences to our dear friend Vickie as her husband Drew had just passed away days before my arrival. To know Drew is to know one of the kindest persons you will ever have met. He is sorely missed by all.
We depart, arrive home and we both collapse into bed as we have a full schedule ahead of us.
May 21, Friday
Up and coffee on the front porch with Christine- heavenly! Christine has been planning and prepping for the graduation for over 11 months ( house rental was the first item to be done last year) and here we are just a week away from the event. As we did the final packing and assembly of all the items we are taking to Annapolis I'm wondering how it will all fit in the car ! However we are packing for a 2 week trip and we do need everything from formal attire to T's and shorts so it all goes with us- naturally we discover that 1/2 the stuff we took we didn't use or wear ( I was just as guilty). We do some running around and then prep for a party at our house that evening as a welcoming back party and a tribute to our friend Drew with those who were closest to him. We were to have had this party at Ann and Dave's but the weather didn't cooperate with the expected heavy downpour coming in the middle of the party - We sure are glad we have that big covered front porch. Party and tribute to Drew was excellent and touching and all departed late.
May 22, Saturday
Coffee on front porch, cleaned up house, packed car and off to Pittsburgh by 10a. Arrived at my Dad's house, showered and out the door to restaurant to surprise 60th birthday party for Christine's sister Kathy. Arrived last and surprised her as all were getting their cocktails served. Had a good time seeing friends we hadn't seen in years and departed full from a fine meal and company. Returned to Dad's house, had a night cap and went to bed.
May 23, Sunday
Coffee with Dad then out the door for drive to Annapolis and our rented house for graduation week. Arrived and had lunch in Annapolis then over to the house where we met owner, got the keys and a few instructions on how to use TV and stereo. Alex quickly joined us and we got settled in. Changed into suit/tie for me and beautiful dress for Christine, uniform for Alex and headed off for The Yard for the Superintendent's Garden Party. - A little background here. Every year, the Supe ( soup) invites the graduating class to a party in his garden. Christine and I being big garden fans have been looking forward to his event. They do it by company as there'd be no way 1000 Mids and their 4 invited guests could fit in the garden. We pick up Herb and Barbara - Alex's sponsor parents - whom we just adore and who have been so helpful to Alex and us these past 4 years on the way and we arrive to find that due to the threatening weather, the party has been moved across the street to Dhalgren Hall. It's a nice big open space and well equipped to handle large groups . We were able to walk thru the garden and see what we had been missing. Well the garden was nice but most of the flowers had passed by this time and as I pointed out, even though it was only 6 companies invited to this party ( there are 30 companies and they do 1 party a night for 5 straight nights,) the crowd in Dhalgren hall would have been hard pressed to have been comfortable in the smaller garden space. ( garden is about the size of half a football field ) We had a wonderful time, saw many of Alex's friends and had our picture taken with the Supe. It was then off to dinner at an Italian restaurant we all enjoy. Reversed the order and went to bed anticipating the next day.
May 24, Monday
Ok now if you have been counting, how many beds have I slept in since arriving in the USA? The answer is 3 beds in 4 nights.
Monday was circled on our calender for 2 events. Alex was up and out early as he had to make muster at 6:30a. We wanted to see the "8th and I" the Marine Corps Silent Drill Team and Herndon Climb.
For security reasons no one without DoD stickers were permitted to park on The Yard during the whole week so you had to go to the Navy-Marine Corps Stadium and take a bus to the campus. This was a ROYAL pain in the butt as the weather was hot and sticky all week and tacked on extra time to and from ( especially from The Yard ) for all activities. Parking outside the gates is nearly impossible especially when you consider that the Herndon Climb is for all the Plebes ( freshman) and this is graduation week so all the "Firsties" or seniors families are in town.
So we dutifully take the bus and arrive to watch the Drill Team which was mightily impressive - you can see some of their routine on YouTube if you are interested - it is amazing what they do. Christine also arranged to meet a childhood friend of hers John Quinn, who I actually knew as well as their daughter? is a Plebe. Christine discovered him through Facebook. We sat together and then were to meet for the Herndon Climb. We went to lunch and met Alex there along with Manny and Louise who just happened to be strolling in the dock area when we called them. Since they had just had a large late breakfast, they joined us for iced tea while we ate lunch. ( oysters on half shell and a cold beer) We all returned to The Yard and got to Herndon in time to notice two things - 1) the obelisk was not greased and 2) the cap was not taped down on top . For those of you who do not know the tradition, each year the plebes, as a capstone event to their first year, climb the 22' greased with 200lbs of lard obelisk to remove the underclassman cap and replace it with an upperclassman's cap. This usually takes 1 1/2 - 2 hours to accomplish.
Well this year, the Supe who for some reason feels the event is dangerous - although for all who can remember the worst injury has been a broken finger and a few concussions when the poor plebe who is trying to get to the top - now on the shoulders either 3 or 4 persons tall falls and tumbles into the mass of bodies below. The Supe bans the greasing and taping of the cap to hold down on injuries ( remember this is the same Supe who came in and declared that since we were a nation at war, he was going to expect the Mids behaved in the same manner so therefore imposed strict liberty guidelines cutting all free time)
We are there for the starting cannon and up run the 1000+ strong Class of 2013. As we watch them encircle the monument, it becomes apparent that this climb is different - so much that within a minute they are 2 and then 3 high. The young man who got to the 3 high is able to now shinny up the obelisk and was sitting atop it and replace the cap- all in 2:06 ! I can tell you that the entire crowd - from spectators to participants as well that there was a huge disappointment in the air. From what was once a challenge had become a farce. The Class of 2013 felt cheated as they will now have an asterisk beside their recorded time - "ungreased". The parents felt cheated as well as the Class of 2010 who by following orders broke the tradition. This is the Supe's last year and is due for replacement very soon. Hopefully his successor will reinstate this tradition.
We had hooked up with Michael's parents at Herndon ( Michael is Alex's best friend) so we decided to return to their rented house to relax. Alex led the way with Christine and I followed in our car. We got turned around and who they thought was behind them was not me - so I got ditched ! I had forgotten my cell at home so there was no way to contact each other so I headed back to the house. Lucky thing - the two Jacks had just arrived- My Dad and Christine's Dad ( yes both named Jack). As I entered the house the phone was ringing - it was Christine looking for me. I told her to take her time, and I got the two Jacks settled in. She and Alex arrived a couple of hours later and we enjoyed a low key dinner and relaxed. ( Dad had brought a beer called "Arrogant Bastard" and it was nicely chilled) Mmmmmm good
I'll end this blog here and start anew so as not to be too long winded. ( too late right?)
Love to all
Scott
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