A Wedding In Cincinnati

Some of my most memorable wanderings have begun with trips to Cincinnati. I recall the Great Circumnavigation of 1987, which started with a Doctor T------ J----- R----- (now a very responsible part of the Medicaid organization), his wife and myself, together with assorted other degreed ruffians, floating about in a pool in Cincinnati, firing bottle rockets into the trees in his backyard...

But i digress.

I arrived back from Philadelphia considerably out of breath (as i usually do). Realized that i had less that 48 hours to attend a funeral, unpack, do laundry, pack and leave for Todd's wedding, and immediately following that, Colorado. Panic.

It wasnt quite that bad. But in the rush of events i forgot to take any raingear along, excepting a space blanket. This would assume significance later.

The wedding was a great success, and Todd's former band turned up and a good time was had by all.

The next morning, having entrusted my wedding finery to an emissary for return to Columbus, i climbed into the trusty Skyline van and proceeded...