Chapter 49

January 21st, 2011

Short Visit

Since my Friday meeting was rescheduled, I drove up to The Cabin for Friday night and Saturday and Saturday night, as I had lunch planned at Mom & Dad's and dinner at Lee & Annette's, on Sunday evening.

My driveway had been plowed by Randy, and it looked as though Adam's Junction had gotten 8-10" of snow, as compared to York's paltry 1-2". I drove under the carport next to the kitchen door, disarmed the building, took my gear inside and Jenny (the mixed-breed, half-frozen puppy I'd found along the road, rescued, and bought from her uncaring owners for $150, last Winter), was happily-waiting for me. I refilled her 3 bowls, turned-up the heat, and grabbed an armload of split firewood from the back porch for a fire. After lighting it and unpacking, I carried in a 3ft log for the hearth fire, once I had a suitable bed of coals and flame. I re-armed the building and turned-on the motion-sensitive, automatic front/ rear spotlights and driveway sensor. It was beginning to get dark outside at 5:15pm.

Weary, I sat down in my overstuffed leather chair by the fire, with my books piled all around, and nodded-off for a nap. Jenny curled-up at my feet on her Kodiak bearskin rug. I dreamed of many of the things I'd been through in the past 10-12 weeks, both pleasant and unpleasant, and woke with a jolt. I needed sleep, so I took a shower, took 2 Corricidin HPB gel caps for my runnny nose and watery right eye, and went to the Master Bedroom at 9pm. I left the furnace heat at 77°F, since it was 3°F/ Wind Chill -20°F outside in the mountains, always twice as cold as York is, and 3-4x as much snow.

I was up at 8:30am, made breakfast — an English Muffin, Sunnyside-up Eggs, Fresh-Squeezed OJ and French-Roast, Turkish-Grind Coffee (from fresh, whole beans) with my Chemex® Drip System — and decided to go for a drive into town. I did the dishes and put them in the rack to dry. It was Sunday and most everyone would be headed for their Church. I passed the Police Station, and 4 of the 5 Deputy's cars were parked, as was Sgt Clay Atler's. I didn't see Chief Bunce's car in the lot. Everything was closed until 12noon, so I just drove through the town, admiring the pristine 19th century architecture and wrought-iron fences surrounding most every home. Sidewalks and driveway all shovelled neatly. I stopped at Roy's Shell Garage to

gas-up, paid him my respects and money, and left. Then I drove back to the Police Station & Town Hall, parked and went inside. A Deputy was on the front desk and Sgt Clay was busy doing paperwork. The Deputy motioned me back to Clay's office.

He was glad to see me after so many weeks away, and updated me on the "Outlaws" incident and a few minor crimes which had happened since I was last here. Nothing that they couldn't handle. (The DA and Grand Jury had no problem with my actions that day and handed-down no indictments against me: "justified".) I had to be back in York for 12noon lunch with my Parents and a 4pm dinner with a friend and his wife in nearby Dallastown, so I'd be packing-up and leaving soon. I said goodbye and left for The Cabin, to get packed-up and prep The Cabin for my absence.

It was nearing 10:30hrs (10:30am) Sunday, so I refilled Jenny's 3 bowls, turned down the heat to 72°F, left the kitchen sink water trickling, in case power went off in the coming mid-week snowstorm, so the water pipes wouldn't burst. I packed-up my gear, made the bed, loaded the gear it into the Jeep, armed the building and left for York.

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