It was good to see some familiar faces on my way home from work on Thanksgiving Day. I was the manager on duty at the ambulance service in Ellsworth but I live up in Orrington, next to Brewer. I had gone down to work to help cover so that some of the "on duty" people could get a chance to eat the huge Thanksgiving dinner that everyone had brought in. As you might imagine, the emergency phone often rings right in the middle of their planned feast. As it turned out, that morning the crew responded to a very bad car accident where a girl had rolled her car and it slammed up against a tree, roof first. The car had wrapped around the tree, was now "U" shaped, and she was trapped inside between the car and the tree. After a long extrication she was sent via LifeFlight to Bangor and I couldn't help but think that, from now on, she will always have negative memories on Thanksgiving Day. It was a stressful call on a Thanksgiving morning but I was on my way home to try to enjoy my own Thanksgiving feast later in the afternoon.
My route home takes me by several of my own caches and as I was passing one I saw a car parked there and a guy holding something in has hand as he walked down over the hill. Aha.....a cacher! So when I turned around and drove back to say hello I discovered it was Laughing Terry and Lacy out on a cache run to the coast (I made sure he left a chicken). Meeting people out on the trail is always fun and this was no exception. But today geocaching lifted my spirits when they needed to be lifted.....the sport has a way of doing that. Geocaching has given me too many joys to count. An hour later my own Thanksgiving meal was terrific. On this Thanksgiving Day I am thankfull that I became involved in the sport. Just another geocaching story....