Summer is not over yet and you never know what can happen but Wednesday the 15th of August was probably one of the best of our summer. (Yeh, watch the 16th morph into something memorable in a different way, ha.)
Charlie woke at 5am, we all walked at 7am, he dozed in the brown chair, we drove to camp and he cried a litte after first being dropped off then smiled and laughed and was discovered sitting at an assembly about fire safety with an earnest fireman braying (very good-heartedly) through a megaphone.
Late lunch, home, rest, drive to Liberty State Park and he and Jim were gone over two hours as they spent half an hour under a pavilion with two groups of two teenage boys as there was thunder and lightning and sheets of rain.
It was an hour 15 mile ride (all the way to Bayonne) with a view of the Bayonne Bridge Newark Bay NJ Turnpike Bridge and, declared Jim, among their all time top ten rides and consequently Charlie was smilingly content to stretch out in his room for the rest of the evening until going to sleep by 11 pm.