My Last Commute
The best day at work, hands down.
I brought my personal photographer with me and he had a ball snapping digital photos of my coworkers. A few were out of focus, but hey, he's nine!
The pizza lunch was a really special time. Just the girls, Justin, and me.
Rosa, Zaniah, Angie, and Priscilla...you will forever be remembered! I may already have a beautiful daughter, but I think I have room for a few more.
The actual drive home, that has never ever taken any longer than 60 minutes, was elongated to 90 due to a fatal accident on southbound 101 near the Red Barn. Nasty stuff.
Anyway, they say that life begins at 47...at least that's the way I remember it. So, with that thought firmly implanted in my cerebral cortex, I will go forward. And you are all welcome to come along with me on the journey ahead.
Until next time,
Barry
I brought my personal photographer with me and he had a ball snapping digital photos of my coworkers. A few were out of focus, but hey, he's nine!
The pizza lunch was a really special time. Just the girls, Justin, and me.
Rosa, Zaniah, Angie, and Priscilla...you will forever be remembered! I may already have a beautiful daughter, but I think I have room for a few more.
The actual drive home, that has never ever taken any longer than 60 minutes, was elongated to 90 due to a fatal accident on southbound 101 near the Red Barn. Nasty stuff.
Anyway, they say that life begins at 47...at least that's the way I remember it. So, with that thought firmly implanted in my cerebral cortex, I will go forward. And you are all welcome to come along with me on the journey ahead.
Until next time,
Barry
posted by Barry W. Morris at
9:21 PM
