Last weekend, incredibly, in Sarasota. To mark this momentous occasion I spent five hours on the roof of the FUMC Habitat house, sweating profusely and saving old(er) men from sliding to the ground while still clutching 4x8 sheets of plywood. Then home for packing, Olympics, a finale excursion to Best Buy and Barnes and Noble, and Olympics. Sunday was church, A/V duty, and a moment of recognition at the sound table in front of (or behind, as it were) an applauding congregation. Then home for packing and Olympics before heading to Anna Maria to bid farewell to the tropical paradise on Clark Road. After swimming, some volleyball, a trip to the dunes, a few hamburgers, and a rousing game of foos it was back to Sarasota-town, possibly down LBK for the last time, and home to packing and Olympics.

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