Early on Saturday morning, Radar and Murray were left at the great kennel we use and off we headed on our trip to the Catskills to see Middle Son and his Wife.  My usual role of navigator had been taken over by a GPS with a female voice Doc named “Matilda.”  When we digress from her planned route she chides us with a slighly exasperated by always well-modulated “Recalculate.”

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Thanks to Sirius radio we spend the trip channel-surfing, checking weather and news, the Sinatra channel (yes, we are geeks) and by mid-morning are on to a jazz channel from NC over the Chesapeake Bay Bridge Tunnel into VA.  This combination of two tunnels and two bridges is a wonder of man-made engineering.https://i0.wp.com/www.pbs.org/wgbh/buildingbig/wonder/structure/images/chesapeake1_bridge_1.jpg

Seeing the bridge just disappear into the water used to freak me out but I’ve gotten used to it now.

When jazz starts to wear thin we find the Broadway channel.  Through MD, DE, into NJ and up the Turnpike, we sing along to Broadway’s best.  Being Labor Day weekend, they are playing back-to-back tune of Tony Award musicals, from 1957 on, Fiorello to The Heights. We sing along gustily. When we are hungry, I reach into the back seat and make us fresh wraps.

Those of you who know Auntie M can attest to her desire to BE Julie Andrews from age 7-16.

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Doc’s parents were both teachers, his dad a principal, and he regales me with stories of the many shows and stars they took him to with teachers passes, the great luminaries of live theatre he saw on stage in person, from Ethel Merman in “Gypsy” to Mary Martin in “The Sound of Music” and yes, he saw JA in “My Fair Lady.”  I’ve always been envious of that.  The one that got to him most emotionally, he recalls, was  “Man of La Mancha.”

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When this one comes on, I see him get lost in his memories.

Looking over at this man I adore, who has been by my side for 23 years, my husband for over 17 now, who else would sing to musicals with me, whistling when he doesn’t know the lyrics?

He’s the perfect traveling companion, and this is just Day One of vacation~

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