on the way to the quilt show. In 1993 my dad was visiting me in St. Louis and we decided to take a day bus tour to the AQS show in Paducah, KY - three hours away. We were to meet the bus and leave at 6am. I set an alarm, but, well. ahm…. I got the am and pm mixed up. I woke up at 5:45, bolted out of bed, ran to dad’s room - woke him up - said - WE GOTTA LEAVE NOW! - With no shower, no shave, we pulled clothes on, and drove like a bat out of hell to meet the bus - 15 minutes away. We were going to be late - 10 minutes as least.
About a half mile from the meeting spot a bus was coming towards us.
I’m thinking , “It must be OUR bus.” So we flagged it down and sure
enough - it was. They had waited about 5 minutes and then took off. I
think they were still looking for us when we came upon them because
they pulled into a parking lot and picked us up. Finally we were able
to relax - we were on the bus. As things began to calm down I looked at
dad - he looked at me. I shook my head in disbelief. He looked at me
and said, “I forgot my teeth!”
At dad’s 80th birthday party.