After a tearful start (Charlie has had the same teacher for the past three years and he is superb), Charlie had a happy, peaceful-easy feeling last day at the Big Autism Center.
Saturday, after a final haircut and shave with Vince the barber, we went out to New Jersey horse country with different bikes and, the path being covered in snow (it's in the high 50s F but snow on a cinder-strewn trail doesn't just melt), Charlie and Jim rode on the road, Charlie walking and pedaling on a black bike that we got him a couple of years ago and he refused to ride because it was not his bike.
That black Trek Navigator is now in Oakland. UPS didn't deliver the bikes on Friday as scheduled so my parents have been spending a good part of Saturday at the UPS facility waiting for the boxes to be located. One found so far Both have been found and loaded into my aunt's truck.