In loving, living memory, John Melançon 1928 – 2007
Perfect weather, as mentioned, and we made an overnight trip to Provincetown for Sunday night (monday
Tuesday I took an emergency job that "had to be completed in the morning" -- it came in just after Andrew and I went sailing at the 10.03 foot high tide at 10:03 a.m.
I started that work at 10:45 a.m. and put in 10 billed hours, even with one comped for stupidity.
I was supposed to go to the pond with Grandpa in the afternoon.
He hates me now.