It's 3:15 pm on Sunday, October 3rd, 2004. Every day is full of last-minute
tasks. Yesterday Lane sold the Nissan Quest to a local used car dealer.
He spent today running final errands and trying to figure out how to register
online for Roxanne's college financial aid when most of our financial records
are in a garage in El Segundo. In half an hour Lane leaves to deliver our
other car, a 1965 Checker wagon (see Lane's Checker web page here), to its storage location
at the home of "Mr. Checker Parts", Joe Pollard (see Joe's web site), in Chatsworth, CA about
an hour from here. After that we'll be carless. We'll get on a hotel shuttle
to LAX around 7 am tomorrow and fly to Tampa.
7:29 pm -- It's done. Lane's baby will get washed tomorrow, get her
new car cover over her, and settle down for a long sleep in the dirt and weeds
next to a dozen or so other Checkers from Joe's collection. (He currently
owns close to 400 Checkers, of which around 100 are driveable. He hires them
out to movies. In "Catch Me If You Can", he maxed out at 55 running, driving
Checkers on one day during the filming). Joe's going to drive her about once
a month to shows and cruises. It's nice to know she'll be appreciated in our
After one final (we hope) emergency -- when we called to schedule the airport
shuttle, the hotel informed us their shuttle doesn't go to the airport, despite
several notices in the room to the contrary -- we're settling down to a Domino's
pizza feast before hitting the hay.
We can't WAIT to be on the plane and IN THE AIR. Once that happens, it will
at least be fairly certain we'll make it to Florida! It has seemed as if every
day these past few days has been just one opportunity for failure and defeat
after another, with the challenge of turning every roadblock into a victory.
Our lives have been very "single-strung" -- not many back-up options, not
much margin. Once we and our boat are in Florida (preferably in the same location),
most of that should be behind us.