On the way to the airport, we stopped off at a restaurant on the harbor to have lunch with June. June was the woman my grandfather dated after his wife Connie died. She was like second grandma to me for a couple years when I was a kid. My grandfather died in 1988 when I was eleven and we kind of lost touch with her after that. I hadn't seen her twenty years and it was fantastic to catch up with her and her husband.
....and on the passenger side it says "Stephanie." Awwww. My mom drove this golf cart, my dad and I went into the garage next door and grabbed my Uncle Bruce's golf cart!
