Trains, Games and Curdling Squeals

This was a full weekend. Our company left late Saturday to head back to Mass. and by 4:30 Jim, Nolan, Atira and I were on the WWBC bus headed to Hadlock Field to watch the SeaDogs soundly whip their opponents on a beautiful summer evening. I'm glad that Mom had taken Tell up to camp with her because Atira peppered me with baseball questions the whole game. There would not have been enough "mom" for the both of them. What she lacked in knowledge, she made up in enthusiasm, making sure she cheered for "the ones in white" at every opportunity!





Returning home late from the game, I still had to wait up for Mom to drop off Tell and Jubal. Jubal had spent the day hiking with friends in the White Mountains after working at camp for a week. It's nice to have him home again. Atira especially missed her big brother and wrote him a longer letter than I did while he was at camp!
Sunday was also eventful, some expected and some not. Upon arriving at church, a chipmunk preceded the three younger kids and I into the open doors of the foyer and down the stairs where the kids were gathered for the Sunday school opening. I opened my mouth to warn them of the rodent but Maddie Hodgdon beat me to it with her blood-curdling scream! I have to laugh just thinking about her face when she saw that chipmunk. Eventually it ended up trapped in the girls' bathroom and Nolan kept it there until we set up some barricades and herded it out the back door to safety. Excitement of a nicer variety awaited about an hour later when I spied two familiar faces at those same foyer doors, two friends that we hadn't seen in ten years, Bill and Patti Sandgren. There were hugs all around and it was like they never left. I love those friendships! There was more chin-wagging after church and just like old times, we were the last ones to leave. There was one more event on my weekend agenda, however, and so we parted with the intent to see them on our next trip to MI or IN. Upon leaving the Sandgrens, Tell and I hopped in the van and headed north for A Day Out With Thomas at the Boothbay Railway Village. It was a special end to a busy weekend.





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