In short, Ted is a great part of my Fairchild volunteer experience and I shall miss him. I told him he had no right to go have a hip replacement when I needed him to drive for me on Fridays. He absolutely agreed and promised to come back after the first of the year. I'm holding him to that.
I know I write about my Fairchild experiences fairly often, but I never cease to be slightly awed at this remarkable place and consider myself lucky to be even a small part of it. To give you some idea of its international identity, here's a look at our tram passengers this past Friday morning.
On the 10am tour I was introduced by one of our members to his guest, a young man from Egypt. I made sure to point out the Egyptian geese when we got to the Lowlands. At the start of the 11am tour, I welcomed a couple who were visiting from Austria. And on the 12 noon tour, one whole car of the tram was occupied by a perfectly delightful group of mature ladies and one gentleman who were visiting from Surinam, a tiny country on the northeastern coast of South America. (Ted had to remind me that it used to be a Dutch colony. See, I told you, I need him.)
My favorite tram driver |
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The beauty of Fairchild |
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