He had a wonderful day yesterday. Notes and cards from all over arrived on Facebook and our inbox. Work was a pleasure as not only three other docents showed up to help when before he worked alone on Saturday afternoons, but one man came who was making a duplicate of one of the trucks. It must have been a fascinating conversation.
We dressed up a bit, we do clean up well in our old age, and headed downtown to Donovan’s where he painfully ate way too much while loving every bite of mac and cheese, bread and butter, 16 oz rib eye, veggies, garlic mashed potatoes, and crème brulee for 83 whopping WW points. Pictures to follow.
“Doesn’t get any better,” he told me. “No wonder we never lost weight.”
Next week, his days will be spent scattered throughout the county as he trains his replacement. He’s been promoted. Did I tell you that I was awfully proud of him.