What I wrote yesterday was inaccurate. Not six hours for brunch. Six hours for my Dad.
He was surprised and got a little tear in his eye when he saw everybody there.
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It almost didn't turn out so well. We figured to be on the road no later than 7:30 with the boat ride and the uncertain traffic. I had to get up extra early to take a shower, since everybody else had taken one last night and our water heater only holds about one and a half showers' worth.
I woke up to S saying, "Mom, it's 7:30."
Oh my God. Zero to sixty instantly. We made it, without any tickets, arriving about ten minutes before the birthday boy. Phew.
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