Sunday, October 11, 2009

1 September 2009, Anchorage, Alaska

I got up about 10:00 a.m. and looked out the window. Bless my soul, it was raining again. I packed up everything and loaded my bike. The last thing I did was put on my rainsuit. I gave Stephanie a 10 ruble coin and told her to tell her mother I left to go see my sister Kathy in Anchorage. On the way I stopped to see or leave a note for a long time Air Force friend. He wasn’t home so I left the note. He and I met going through a military school and have kept in touch ever since. Since he wasn’t home I got back on the road to Wayland Baptist University. When I arrived my sister had already left for another meeting off campus. She left a message at the reception desk to call her so we could set up a rendezvous point. I called and we decided to meet at the bank where her son is employed. I arrived at 4:00 p.m. and met with the both of them. Her son has grown quite tall since I last saw him. I believe he may even be taller than me. Anyway, he presently works as a loan officer for the bank. He also is an avid motocross motorcycle rider so I asked him where I could purchase a new rear tire for my motorcycle. He found a tire that I would like at (The Motorcycle Shop) a Kawasaki/BMW Dealer in Anchorage. I said my goodbyes to my nephew and my sister and I departed for the Kawasaki/BMW Dealer. I found a tire that would work for me and set up an appointment of sorts to have it either balanced or installed in the morning. We left the dealership and deposited my motorcycle at my sister’s place. Then we left looking for food and decided pizza was on the menu. We ate, did some shopping and then went back to my sister’s place. My sister dished up some of the rocky road ice cream for John, myself and her. We ate it while we worked on our select projects. John was re-assembling a washing machine. I removed the rear wheel from my motorcycle and then removed the tire from the rim. By that time it was 11:30 p.m. We all headed to bed. Before I went to bed I polished off the rest of the ice cream. I was a shameless pig.

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