Sunday evening, after Quinn's last panel, Amy and I and Quinn met in a large, noisy bar in the Hyatt. I got a plate of charcuterie and some kind of weird martini-like drink (it was green). We had a nice chat for an hour or so and then wheeled Quinn up to her room and said goodbye. I then went on home and Amy went back to panels and whatnot.
Personal apology to Stephanie Moss, whose last name I got wrong in the previous post. So much for my memory.
We left about 1pm on Monday in order not to have to deal with Labor Day traffic. At some point, about an hour from Atlanta, we saw bumper to bumper stalled traffic heading for Atlanta, and congratulated ourselves for going the other way. Stopped at Cupboard Cafe in Dalton GA for lunch -- got the Crabcakes plate with two veges and got a vege plate with four types, so six veges all together, and we shared everything down the middle. Got home about 4:30 or 5:30 ish -- was still light out.
Many thanks to Sharron and Luke for being excellent hosts.
Very sad news: Phyllis Palm died on July 10. She and I met in 2008 at the Madison KOA where we were both workampers. We hit it off immediately and enjoyed each other's company all summer. We stayed in touch and phoned each other about once a month or so. Last fall, when Amy and I took my RV on a trip to NY and PA, we stopped by her house for a few days. I'm so glad we did. She always sent cards for my birthday and xmas etc. so when I didn't get a bday card I began to get concerned. I called and her phones were disconnected, so I began emailing the only addresses I had for her (relatives, she didn't do email herself) but got no response. Yesterday, I googled her name and found her obituary.
Damn. A good one gone.
Sunday, September 7, 2014
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