… the Garrett Park Town Office. She’s using one of their computers in a beautiful room overlooking the railroad tracks and some enormous trees and the parking lot for Black Market restaurant.
On her way home from her swim, UD stopped to pick up her mail at the post office (no home delivery in Garrett Park, by popular demand — as you already know if you’re a regular UD reader) and then went up to the third floor of Penn Place to ask Ted Pratt, the town manager, if there’s a Garrett Park hotspot. He said no, and then escorted UD to this office and said Use one of our computers, Margaret.
So… Various thoughts in UD‘s mind right now about the glory of living in a town where people know and like you… UD‘s family moved to Garrett Park when she was eight, and she stayed here until college and graduate school. Back in DC, married to Mr UD, she lived on Capitol Hill for thirteen years, and then moved back to Garrett Park when Ania, her daughter, was small.
It’s strange being a ‘thesdan with a long memory, a Garrett Parker who knows almost everyone in town, plus their kids and parents. I’m not complaining.
Anyway, off to Google News with me. See how the Princeton thing’s going.