I have not felt this way in a long, long time. I vaguely remember all-nighters from decades ago, but I forgot the specific feelings of disorientation and other ill effects of sleep deprivation. It has all come back to me now.
After tying up several loose ends at work Saturday morning, I headed home to pack. But first the carwash, the swing by the ATM and finally the gas station. Crap, the air machine at the Shell station was broken. I’ll deal with that later. Maybe it isn’t so important to have the tire pressure exactly 40 psi. At home, I hadn’t even started packing yet. The RainX needed to be applied on the windshield, music chosen for long hours on the road, and the wondering about what I’ve forgotten to think of since it’s now the last minutes before leaving town. Hopefully the wife and daughters were done packing and ready to squeeze what could be squeezed into the Camaro for the ride straight through to Maine. Continue reading
A Burrito/Fajita Dinner for two at El Sombrero – $14.00
Purchasing an El Sombrero Blazoned Shirt for a Friend – $12.95
2,400 mile round trip shirt delivery to Bar Harbor – $340.00 in gas
Watching a Friend get arrested by Federal Agents at an “illegal” Speakeasy – Free
Showing the photographs to his mother – Priceless
We woke to a northern Ohio rainstorm. The agenda today called for a visit to the James A. Garfield Museum, indoors mostly, so it would work out fine. Besides, the Red Wings had Stanley! How could it be a bad day?
In March, I got an email from someone asking for information about Thomas Garfield of Jamestown Township in Ottawa county, (Mich). Turns out I have lots of information about him because of the years of research I’ve done in Jamestown on Mindy’s ancestors who were among the founding families in 1847. Thomas Garfield was the brother of President James A. Garfield. The person asking the question was a first person historian preparing for an upcoming presentation in Greenville, Michigan. Debbie Weinkamer portrays Mrs. Lucretia (RUDOLPH) GARFIELD, wife of the President. She worked as a volunteer at the Garfield Museum for many years and learned her stuff real well! Mindy, her mother and I went to the presentation in April. It was very good. Continue reading
The trip west through Pennsylvania was noteworthy. I can’t remember exactly why. Probably because I was getting closer and closer to Pittsburgh, home of the nefarious Penguins. What would I do if I were to meet one of them?
We were headed to Akron, Ohio to visit the third and final cemetery of this particular vacation trip. Remember John and Susan (CHAPMAN) EVANS in Niagara county (earlier post)? John’s parents, Lewis and Mary EVANS came to Tallmadge Township, Summit County, Ohio probably before 1840 with John’s sister Mary and her new husband, Philip H. SMITH. One of John and Susan’s daughters also came to the area mid-1860s and another followed sometime in the 1870s. Continue reading
We left Bar Harbor at 10am. We got to our destination in Bloomsburg, Pennsylvania at 9pm. Bloomsburg is an interesting historic town. We spent some time in Bloomsburg a couple years ago. Since we got there so late and had to leave early in the morning, we saw none of it this year. That’s all I have to say about that.
This turned out to be one of the quietest days and longest nights on the island. The morning was cloudy, with periodic rain. We said good-bye to Roger and Lisa as they were heading home today. I spent most of the morning on the sofa in the bay window across from the fireplace again – catching up on the email and writing on the blog.
Mindy & I headed out to the business district about lunch time and ended up at West Street Cafe. It was in this place we both remember having our first “Bar Harbor” meal in 1998. West Street Cafe has been open all of the ten years we’ve vacationed here. Mindy always gets the shrimp. The very first meal we had on Mount Desert Island was in July 1998 – at the Head of the Harbor Restaurant in Southwest Harbor. Unique. Every outdoor table was furnished with a large water squirt bottle – to deter and deflect the seagulls from swooping and snacking from the table. This made for truly exciting dining experience. Head of the Harbor has been closed the last two or three years, but driving by there on the way to Seal Cove Car Museum last Friday, I noticed a sign posted announcing it was reopening! That’s a good thing! Continue reading
I honestly felt guilty about going to Knox Road Grille and Atlantic Brewing Company for lunch on Friday without Jane, Mindy and Steve. That is why I suggested we go again on Sunday.
No, wait. Mindy said we had to get another ABC pint glass for Jake because he had broken his. That is why I suggested we go again on Sunday for lunch.
No, the real reason is because it was a gorgeous day, and what better thing to do but to caravan up the island to Town Hill with the T-tops off in a Camaro and the convertible top down in the MR2.
Regardless the reason (because of the CIA techniques I learned from Victor, no one will ever really know the truth), there we were having Dougy’s Bar-B-Que on Sunday. Continue reading