Always Follow Up On Your Plans
The sun beat down on the gravel walkways and open grass spaces flanking the long, broad river where the hydroplanes raced. I’d been invited to the Water Follies, a premier hydroplane race and community festival in eastern Washington State by a friend, but I hadn’t been prepared for the 95 degree weather, no shade, and races that lasted only a few minutes with hour-long intervals between them. I needed a weekend away from my latest IT project, and heading for the Follies had seemed like a good idea. Now, I was bored, hot, and getting grumpier by the minute.
My host greeted me as I walked ...