But the move of house and home happened, for the most part smoothly, by and large with the help of our wonderful church friends at La Crescent Free Church. The associate pastor, Kyle, even drove the moving truck and marshaled a crew to unload everything.
Kyle was especially helpful when, about three weeks later, he towed the trailer with the remains of the JetWing up and we drove up to Crystal Airport and stored it in the hangar where John’s Cessna 172 is being stored. Neither John nor I had not been at the airport since 2008 when we tried to get it flying again, so my recollection of the codes to get past the electric fence was sketchy and the combination code of the hanger padlock was also very unclear in my mind. It took some time; Kyle tried all combination of numbers that we thought it might be, and finally after trying all combinations, found the one that worked, and the fence opened.
At this point, I am just happy everything is done. As I said earlier, trying to decide what to do about the Jetwing is the furtherest thing from my mind. I have to get acclimated with my new office surroundings, need to learn to cope with full-time working from a wheelchair, and being able to live life effectively while disabled. I can empathize with others who are disabled, even my own wife, who now is providing the caretaking duties. But in spite if it all, we are able to cope, and we know that we belong here. However, the longer we’re here the less we are impressed with the apartment we moved into. Some of that is apartment life in general, and some is the poor quality of the apartment relative to the amount we’re paying for rent.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
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