As days go, yesterday may have been one of my most surreal in many a year. To set the stage I should mention that in addition to going to the Poinsettia Bowl, the larger more overarching reason for our trip to San Diego was to scatter Mr. Stout's ashes. I decided to do that yesterday…
We started the day by cruising up the coast roads from Mission Beach (where the L&T and I are staying) up to La Jolla where we decided to have some breakfast. The spot we stopped had a nice view of the La Jolla Cove, and while chatting with our extremely perky waitress she mentioned she had just completed her finals the previous night. That prompted the usual "Where are you going, what are you studying" line of questions. At that point she mentioned that she was studying to be a Physician's Assistant. Umm, that's great, odd coincidence that it was Eric's profession, but still…
After breakfast we went up to a place Stout and I spent many hours and countless numbers of quarters, University Towne Center. Saturday mornings were usually spent with breakfast at The Broken Yolk (the L&T and I will be having our pre-game breakfast there later today) then up to UTC for a movie, hanging out, and playing video games. Besides the fact that it has gotten a lot bigger and the video game place was closed, it was pretty much the same UTC we left 20 years ago.
I wanted to spread Stout's ashes that afternoon, so we went to Sunset Cliffs, another frequent stop for us. The L&T stayed up on the cliffs as I made my way down a bit, and after a bit of pondering, I finally said my San Diego goodbye. I worked my way back up, and we got in our car and prepared to take off. The song that was just starting as we left? "Dead Man's Party" by Stout & Smith favorite Oingo Boingo (we must have seen them in concert 10 or 11 times). Like I said, surreal…
Next stop was the former Naval Training Center, San Diego (soon to be called, and I'm not making this up, click the link – "Liberty Station") where Stout and I went to boot camp. It's now a sub-division home, middle and high school, and commercial complex. Except for one thing – Back behind a Courtyard by Marriot still stands the U.S.S. Recruit, a plywood "ship" that was used to teach us how recruits how to get on and off of ships, how to "dog" hatches (shutting watertight doors), and other arcane bits of seamanship. Weird…
We went to the Navy pep rally onboard the U.S.S. Midway, formerly an aircraft carrier it's now a floating museum. It was kind of fun to show the L&T what life onboard a ship was like. The rally itself was short but fun. Before the rally we went to Seaport Village (another location of much hanging out, hey, we were poor) and while looking in one of the kitsch stores the L&T was looking at surfboard key chains and in the slot for "James" was an "Eric". Odd…
To finish the evening, we took a couple of "kids" to dinner. We had met Ens. Rigney almost 5 years ago in Houston at the EV1.net Bowl, she's the niece of our friends Sharon & Gemma, and we hung out briefly before that game. When I knew we were coming down to SD, I got in touch with her to see if she'd be available for dinner. So Ens. Rigney, and her friend a Midshipmen 2nd Class (that's a Junior to most of you) met us at Island Prime (great steaks). I was struck at dinner by the fact that I was there celebrating the end of two Navy careers with two "kids" just starting theirs. It was a nice way to finish an excellent adventure…