What You Do Not Know Because You Are Not Me!
There are two things you don’t know, and both of them have to do with the PPTC Picnic/Relay Race. The first you might know if you are a member of the PPTC Board. We had to make a quick “executive decision”.
It turns out that the Oriental Pavilion was double booked for the morning of the Relay Race and that when I arrived Tom had already negotiated a sharing of the space with the Best Man and the Maid of Honor. But as a Board we realized this would not work, their wedding was to be at 11am, just when the relay was to end. We decided we would move our Picnic; we would move it to the shady area of grass that was a little closer to the ice rink. Not because the reprehensive from alliance was begging us to, not because we were gonna get our $25.00 permit fee back, but because a bride and groom were involved. They should not have deal with a bunch of sweaty runners, chugging down Gatorade and beers. We just moved because it was the right thing to do.
It is nice not to be selfish. Years from now we might look back and say “Oh, do you remember the picnic in 2010; we had to move because there was a wedding in our spot. That is much better that some couple looking at their wedding pictures in 20 years and seeing us in the background.
Anyway… They moved, they moved to are really nice spot near the statue of Abraham Lincoln. That turned out great because just as the Bride was walking down the aisle the Brazilian Dancers/Kick boxers were doing their tambourine dance right next to the Oriental Pavilion.
The other thing you might not know because you are not me is what it is like to get beat by your 10 year old daughter. It is a combination of enormous pride and nauseating embarrassment. I am so proud of her, but this was not supposed to happen for a few more years. I was not mentally prepared. I guess one never is.