Our Independence Day celebration began early with a drive to Atlanta for Steve to run in the Peachtree Road Race. We had packed the car the night before after I returned from a disastrous tennis match. I have never played so poorly. The plan was to go to Atlanta, drop Steve off at the race and for me to find a parking place with the other 60,000 or so people looking for parking places. Lucky for us, Katy called to tell us she had been called off work so I could park at her apartment where we could easily walk up to Peachtree and watch for Steve to run by.
We met some very uniquely dressed people on our way to Peachtree. These guys had been up all night celebrating the Third and Fourth of July. They were quite friendly...
Katy and I were asked by many passersby to take their photos with Golden Shoes Mick. Suddenly Steve appeared galloping down Peachtree Road.
Steve finished the race in 55 minutes--his goal was under an hour. He met up with Eddie and Martha who drove him to Katy's. We headed to the Varsity--what better place to grab a snack after the big race--and took off for St. Simons Island for the fireworks.
We decided not to drive to the village of St. Simons choosing instead to look for the fireworks from the fly bridge of the boat. Great decision--we could see three different displays throughout the evening.
Happy Independence Day to All
Joy
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