July 11, 2019
Meet Ken and Chris!
Ken is Dale’s 1st cousin on his father’s side, i.e. Dale’s
father and Ken’s father were brothers. Chris
is, in her own words “if Mary Kay were the military, I’d be a general.” I loved that line!
Ken and Chris were taking a cruise through the western
side of the Caribbean and flew into Ft. Lauderdale to hop aboard one of those “big
boys” that we try desperately to avoid getting in the way of for fear that they
might run right over us and barely feel the bump. We met at their hotel for our first meet and
greet. Unfortunately for us, Ken’s
father was one of the oldest in a family of 13 children and Dale’s father was
one of the youngest, so Ken doesn’t remember ever meeting Dale’s father and if
he ever did, he was quite young.
However, he did say that his older brother keeps up with the far flung
members of the family and may be able to help us locate a photograph that we could
pass down to our children and grandchildren.
Again, its one of those situations where his brother is an ex-pat living
in Thailand and we’ll have to wait for his next visit to learn of any possible
sleuthing he could do on our behalf. Still
we were happy to make a great connection with that side of the family.
On the boating front, while we were in the Ft. Lauderdale
area, Dale was able to locate some barrel bolts to finish putting a door frame
back together. Some of the original bolts
disintegrated when they were removed for me to “monkey fur” that particular
wall. Monkey fur is boat speak for carpeting
for the walls. So now all that is left
to complete in the forward stateroom is the overhead. We had hired a cabinet maker to add some
cabinetry to that room which necessitates redesigning the overhead (think of it
as a suspended ceiling).
Thus begins the 2nd part of the “two steps back”. Nope! In spite of having 4 2’x 6’ sliding walls of neatly labeled 3”x 6” drawers containing every washer, o-ring, and cone shaped whatevers in the State of Florida, none were the right size. To make a long story short, I went back to pick him up and we spent the next couple of hours going to various stores trying to locate said washers. Which of course, we never did find. So he elected to put it all back together using the same washers to see if his original theory of a failed o-ring (which he already had in his own stash of bits in the garage) would take care of the problem. So far, its holding. BUT,
There’s a red light blinking on our solar hot water
heater. He turned it off and back
on. The red light went away but he doesn’t
think its working properly.
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