What's that Nana? Shane ran off at full sprint down the hill and under the bridge?
Have no fear! Uncle Patrick and his pajama wearing friend are near!
PS - Don't try to read too much of the graffiti, Nana. I hoped you didn't read too closely while we were there and I edited it out of the zoomed in photo, too.
Saturday, Shane, Nana, Pop, and I went up to visit Patrick's new apartment. After we unloaded some items, Patrick and his roommate, Craig, went to Chick-Fil-A with us.
Patrick has three roommates, but his best friend of the lot is Craig. Craig used to be his boss at Kroger's and now works with him at a restaurant. Somehow, I've never learned the restaurant's name (or they say it again and again and it never sticks in my brain). I did hear (and remember) Craig's tale of hidden annoy-a-trons and hay bales in a high school classroom (so I'm not totally senile).
We didn't stay for long. Nana and Pop had to move on. Shane cried and cried! I told Craig it was because Shane was going to miss him.
It's a manageable drive to Harrisonburg from here. I'm sure we'll see Patrick again. It's always fun when family gets together!
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