memorial walk

Every year the walking group has what they call a memorial walk. It's usually well attended, and there is a little ceremony where they read the names of everyone from that has died over the last 40 years. Thankfully, it's maybe 30. There were some significant deaths this year. 

They have a little memorial in a park. But that park is being renovated. A member rescued our plaque before the renovations began and will put it back when it's over. The event was relocated this year to the Palmer Park in Skippack. I went. I decided to go because I was fresh off the trip to New England and I thought I'd strike while the iron was hot. But I'm still sick. So I did more of a tapping while the iron was hot.

This is the same park they used for the 40th Anniversary picnic so the route was the same. You remember the park? The one with the toilets 12 inches off the floor? I went walked with the 5K-ers and did a loop thru a development then bailed. I was a block behind everyone else. I hung out at the pavilion. When I saw them coming, I joined again and walked the last section. I might have walked two miles total.

After the walk there was the ceremony and lunch — baby hoagies from Wawa and pretzels from the Italian Market. (Peg and Marion live in Philly.) And a smaller group went out for another 5K. After than an additional member went for a bike ride.

Positives:

1) I went. Damn I tried to talk myself out of it.

2) I walked. I dropped out, but I did renter. That's a win.

3) I didn't get lost on the way home. I tried to trick the GPS by going down Allentown Rd. It really wanted me to go to 309. On a Saturday afternoon. Joke was on me. For a while it was quiet. Then suddenly she telling me to turn right. I'm thinking it didn't get the memo. What it was telling me was that Allentown Rd. was closed ahead. Oops.

4) I didn't get stuck on the extremely short toilet.