October 6th, 2002

Greetings from Rural Maryland!

My trip began Friday night at 10:45pm PDT. I got to Marydel at 2:30pm EDT.

All in all, the trip went pretty well. David and Danielle dropped me off at the airport. When I checked in at Sacramento, they didn't give me a boarding pass, which worried me because I was afraid they were going to try to bump me. The lady at the counter told me they would call me name at the gate and hook me up with a seat. The plane started boarding and I still didn't have a seat assignment, so I went to the ticket counter and griped and the lady took care of me. My boarding pass didn't have a group number listed on it. It just had the word FIRST printed accross it. As it turns out, my seat was in first class. I felt like a high roller.

Despite my big, comfy leather recliner, I could not get any sleep on the way to Dallas / Ft. Worth. But I was plenty comfortable for a change. My layover in Dallas was two and a half hours, but it's good to have a little extra time at that airport. There are hundreds and hundreds of American Airlines gates, and you usually have to take a train to make your connection. I cam in at gate C20 and had to make my connection at gate C17, so all that extra time really went to waste. So I sat there from 5:20am to 7:50am and watched the sun rise over Dallas.

The flight from DFW to BWI was only a third full, so I got a whole row to myself. I read magazines. The landing in Baltimore was the roughest ever. Felt like we just dropped out of the sky with a firm KLUNK. It startled me. The flight attendant said, "Welcome to Buffalo" over the intercom.

My dad was late picking me up. Then I got dragged off to the Annapolis mall so my younger step-sister Beth could drop off an application at Aeropostale. There sure are a lot of Navy mid-shipmen hanging out there. Those chicks look good in their white uniforms.

Anyway, so I napped a little bit yesterday afternoon. Last night we all went to a fancy dinner at the Blue Coat Inn. More on that in a bit...

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A month ago my brother, Tom, made reservations for dinner at the Blue Coat Inn, which is probably the fanciest restaurant in Dover, Delaware. Well, as far as I know.

Tom invited everyone... from both sides of the family. Mom, John, John's parents, Jaime, Dad, Dorenda, Pat, Grandad, Beth, and Kevin. Of course, you don't know who all those people are. Don't worry about it. The point is, it's kind of unusual to have gatherings that involve my mom's family and my dad's family, although everyone does get along splendidly.

Anyway, word on the street was that Tom and Denise had some sort of big announcement. They've been married four years now, so, you do the mathematics. And when Denise arrived yesterday afternoon she was wearing a really baggy shirt. I was pretty sure our assumptions were correct. But as it turns out, they still had pretty nice surprise in store.

Denise is pregnant with twins. They are due around March or April. Everyone is thirlled.

I ordered the chicken scampee. It was pretty good!