The guys at Ginna are still in the midst of the refueling outage and working long hours, so I was excited when Brendon invited us over to “help” put their boat in the water for the summer on one of his coveted days off. When Shannon and I pulled into his driveway, I immediately recognized Ryan and Ernie’s vehicles as well; a great surprise to spend the day with a couple more Ginna friends. We loaded the boat into Lake Ontario and followed a channel that led to an extremely low bridge before reaching Long Pond where Brendon lives. The water level was so high we had to second guess ourselves a few times as to whether or not the boat would make it under the bridge, but there was only one way to find out…it made it.
A little while back, I made an off the cuff promise to Brendon that I would go tubing no matter what the conditions. When he indicated that he was going to hold me to it, I wasn’t about to back down — fortunately he had a wet suit. It was a nice day, but not that nice. My plead to Brendon was, “please, just keep me in the wake.” He must have had sympathy for a one legged kid because the ride was extremely smooth and I stayed dry, but make no mistake it was still extremely cold.
Afterward Brendon and Lisa treated us all to a really nice cookout with chicken, corn on the cob, and Lisa’s famous summer pasta. It was a great day hanging out in the sun, but it seemed strange boating and barbecuing with everyone bundled up in winter coats. Maybe that’s why we were the only ones out on the lake?
We had to cut out early to make an appointment at “Drive On” to continue my efforts towards getting back on the road. Shannon and I were under the impression that this would be my last appointment, so we were shocked when the instructor informed us at the beginning that there would be a minimum of two more training sessions. We didn’t hold back our surprise or frustration, but at $100 per hour it wasn’t worth wasting time. First, the instructor took me to a parking lot to get familiar with the left foot accelerator. Impressed with my performance, we soon progressed to driving in a neighborhood, followed by heavier traffic, and ultimately the highway. Sure enough, they passed me that afternoon — good thing we didn’t waste time arguing. We went straight to the DMV and now I’m legal to drive again!!
After a long day, we still had some work to do. Mom and Dad met us at our house in the city where they helped us de-winterize by uncovering the courtyard fountain, setting up some statuary, and mowing the lawn. It always feels so good to see the place come back to life in the Spring.
Afterward, Mom and Dad took us out to dinner at Uno’s in Webster to support a fundraiser for Carolina DeHond. What better way to contribute than by eating? While waiting to be seated we happen to run into an old high school friend, Dawn, and her husband Zac. It’s incredible how you can go without seeing someone for fourteen years and instantly recognize them again. It was so great to see Dawn again after so much time and hear a little bit about what she has been up to.