My last day in Maine this summer was absolutely the best day in Maine this summer. A brilliant blue sky with not a cloud in sight. A brisk breeze from the north--fresh Canadian air--causing white caps on the lake. Sitting on the deck, listening to the trees in the wind felt like I was on the deck of a ship going on a happy journey to a beautiful place where Sarah Palin wouldn't force her 17 year old daughter to get married!!!!
Bob and Jane and Steve and I played tennis...if you can call it that. Jane's hip was bothering her, Bob's bum knee kept him from running and Steve swaddled himself in a wide elastic belt that supposedly would protect his back but that made him look like some kind of weird sumo wrestler. Not a pretty picture. Well, there are worse ways to waste time than to play a set of geezer tennis on a gorgeous Maine day with our best friends.
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