After a short and sweet (25 minutes) meeting at 9am with the Special Education director and a case manager (he didn't identify himself as having that title, but will be coordinating and arranging things), Charlie's information is being sent to the director of a non-public, out-of-district school north of our new town. The director is to call us on and we'll visit with Charlie and then -- he'll start.
So we had to take a ride to check out the new school during which, due to the brownish look of the hills and the oak trees , I started to reminisce about the highly formative four years I spent living in San Ramon in the early 1970s (when there was a horse grazing behind the fence of our back yard).
Then Jim and Charlie had to ride bikes, for a total of well over 20 miles.
Are we not on a new adventure or what?