I woke to Sam’s call; off of watch and the need to stay another week on the Columbia Ferry working for the man. I was for-warned yet I was highly disappointed. But the day was blessed with sunshine and I took my upset-self out onto the deck to discover, like yesterday’s extreme giddy delight, another (or the same) pod of orcas dancing through our front yard as the Inner Island Ferry (not the one Sam is on) made its daily morning pass like clockwork.

I am ashamed to admit, and I thank goodness I can't remember his name, that I went on a date with a nice marine, whom I wasn't attracted to, to get to go to my second Sammy Hagar concert in Portland Oregon, must have been 1983ish, I wore my (now very embarrassing thought I looked cool at the time) red jump suit. That was uncool (me going on the date when I knew I was not going to give it up to this guy) not the concert. :) :(
I take that back, he was kind of a pushy guy, AND it was my FIRST Sammy Hagar concert, so that explains it! LOL!