June 17, 2007 at 3:39 pm 1 comment

Last Wednesday my youngest son Sam and I boarded the Amtrak in Albany and traveled all night to Toledo.  Very early the next morning we arrived and drove to Bowling Green to visit one of my nieces for a few days.  Her field is athletic training.  And, she is  just finishing her graduate degree; they have hired her as a permanent employee.  I am just too proud of the fact that she is one of the few female trainers of Division One football in our country. 

She was just finishing her last course, a course on public relations for educators.  Interesting!  She was presenting that night on her writing ability and athletics.  But of course, she did well.

We have since driven to Chicago to stay with my oldest son, Adam who lives in Westmont.  He will be here through the summer and then will head to a new destination for Pinnacle Security.  What a joy when I arrived, my oldest presented me with his first ever business card.  The first business card, imagine that.  A statement of achievement in today’s society. 

Sam and I drove as far as we could on Route 20 in Ohio instead of 80, the major highway.  What an incredible drive.  Farms, animals, no traffic, straight roads.  The sunset was amazing.  When it got dark, we did find 80, 20 had no street lights.  Soon, within a matter of hours though we found the very heavy traffic of the Chicago area and arrived in Westmont.

 Sam’s (born and bred in New England) comments on the trip to date.  Ohio is flat, (BSCU built a fake hill for the football players to run up); Lake Michigan looks like an ocean; the pizza in the city is different from home but delicious and filling.

 Off to more adventure today.

Entry filed under: Whatever.

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  • 1. Denise Wymore  |  June 18, 2007 at 10:45 pm


    Last year I drove across the country. From Northampton, Mass to Seattle, Washington in six days. Never left the 90. But I did see so many things. I “accidentally” drove through Sturgis, SD during Rally Week. Saw the SPAM museum in Austin, MN and the Canada side of Niagra Falls. (okay – I guess I DID leave the 90 oh so briefly)…

    I wonder what your son would think of that!


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Suzanne M. Boniface; Latest nickname: Suzanna; Public Relations, Marketing, Communications Consultant and Speaker - forever; writer and now blogger
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