Sept. 28-On the way to the Bay

Sunday I headed out to Chesapeake Bay after spending the morning visiting one of my oldest friends in DC, Lynn. She was very happy for me and glad to see me, although her own life had been stuck in a pretty deep rut for at least the past two years, and she was unemployed. I really wanted some of my good luck to rub off on her. I also know that her religious faith was helping her cope with her difficult circumstances, although perhaps barely. I left wishing there was something more I could do for her spiritually or psychically other than send her a good vibe.

As I approached Chesapeake Bay I stopped at the house of my brother-in-law Gus and his wife Cindy, and helped with their planning for their Christmas vacation in Nosara. They seemed to be getting along well and were excited about the two weeks they had planned for the trip with their two kids, now in college. The unsettled weather that day precluded sailing with my friends Geoff and Nancy, but I had a great dinner with them that Nancy prepared and we were joined by Jim and Ramona, part of the sailing community there that I once felt part of. The Wednesday evening race and frequent weekend visits to the Bay had once been a principle diversion from my life in the city.