Three Years ago when they announced the two weeks to “Stop the spread” I bundled my wife into the car and took her for a birthday drive.
The roads were pretty empty so we went to the beach, which was deserted and she had a chance to watch the waves and quickly get her feet wet in the ocean. We drove up the NH coast into Maine and ended up at Mike’s Clam Shack in Wells Maine on what turned out to be the last day of customers walking in for a while. We got an order to go and headed home with DaWife pronouncing it an excellent birthday gift.
When the restrictions were lifted again on her birthday we headed up to Mike’s with her newly widowed (despite her husband’s vaccine) sister in tow retracing our steps from that day again hitting the beach and Mike’s Clam Shack up in Maine.
DaWife’s birthday is tomorrow but today after I hit mass and pick up her cake in West Boylston we’ll be continuing that tradition with a drive to main and taking along her newly retired sister.
It’s odd to think that with all the evil that came from Fauci & Brix a pleasant birthday tradition would have come from their actions but that’s the providence of God.