Rainy weekend on Cape Cod thanks to Tropical Storm Ernesto, so, figuring I’d rather be remembered as a loving, caring father than hang around Cotuit cleaning out garages, I am about to drive my eldest to New York City to start his sophmore year at NYU.
And come straight back.
That’s 250 miles door-to-door and back again. Nine hours on the road. Fun. Well, time to play Labor Day Traffic Roulette, turn on the radar detector, charge the cell phone, fill up the tank and load the CD player.