Shenexon
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I had a big weekend planned but it worked out a little differently than scheduled.I live in Virginia now, but was raised north of Syracuse. My grandmother attended Crouse College in the 1910s, my dad got his masters at SU, I attended SU, my ex-wife attended SU, my brother got his masters at SU, and I feel a strong bond with SU and upstate NY.
My daughter is a junior at William & Mary and she told me back in September that the W&M women's chorus that she sings with was going to sing with the SU women's chorus in Setnor Auditorium at Crouse College in March. I immediately added the event to my must do list. The karma was just too much for me to ignore. As the date approached, more stars aligned when it turned out the SU basketball team was playing California the same night for the right to go to the sweet 16. Even the timing of the two events seemed to be lining up just right. I'd go to the concert and then directly to watch SU play in Syracuse with people I share that passion with.
Everything was perfect. I left Virginia on time with a few hours of insurance time to protect against traffic & other distractions. My son was able to come with me and we got to Cortland with 3 hours left to get to Syracuse and a special evening. That's when my car broke down.
I limped it into Cortland, found an auto parts place, bought the tools I needed, the parts I needed, and made repairs in their parking lot. Unfortunately, the problem was more extensive than I had hoped. I spent the remainder of the afternoon & evening on my back under my car, nursing it into Syracuse, and to my hotel. Sadly, I missed the concert and the game.
I found a mechanic open on Sunday who confirmed my diagnosis of the problem and the need for a major repair. I decided to rent a truck and trailer and drove the car back yesterday, drove my daughter back to Williamsburg last night, and got home this morning about 8 AM. She rode up on a bus with the chorus, but was determined to come back with me. It was a great adventure my kids enjoyed immensely, but changed quickly from magic to tragic. I remembered later that I had 4 different cars/trucks die in Cortland during my time in the area. Somehow my evil car karma overruled my good SU karma. It was a memorable weekend like I knew it would be, but in its own way.
SU still won and is going to the sweet 16 and I still had a great weekend with my kids. How can I be too upset?
My daughter is a junior at William & Mary and she told me back in September that the W&M women's chorus that she sings with was going to sing with the SU women's chorus in Setnor Auditorium at Crouse College in March. I immediately added the event to my must do list. The karma was just too much for me to ignore. As the date approached, more stars aligned when it turned out the SU basketball team was playing California the same night for the right to go to the sweet 16. Even the timing of the two events seemed to be lining up just right. I'd go to the concert and then directly to watch SU play in Syracuse with people I share that passion with.
Everything was perfect. I left Virginia on time with a few hours of insurance time to protect against traffic & other distractions. My son was able to come with me and we got to Cortland with 3 hours left to get to Syracuse and a special evening. That's when my car broke down.
I limped it into Cortland, found an auto parts place, bought the tools I needed, the parts I needed, and made repairs in their parking lot. Unfortunately, the problem was more extensive than I had hoped. I spent the remainder of the afternoon & evening on my back under my car, nursing it into Syracuse, and to my hotel. Sadly, I missed the concert and the game.
I found a mechanic open on Sunday who confirmed my diagnosis of the problem and the need for a major repair. I decided to rent a truck and trailer and drove the car back yesterday, drove my daughter back to Williamsburg last night, and got home this morning about 8 AM. She rode up on a bus with the chorus, but was determined to come back with me. It was a great adventure my kids enjoyed immensely, but changed quickly from magic to tragic. I remembered later that I had 4 different cars/trucks die in Cortland during my time in the area. Somehow my evil car karma overruled my good SU karma. It was a memorable weekend like I knew it would be, but in its own way.
SU still won and is going to the sweet 16 and I still had a great weekend with my kids. How can I be too upset?
