On Friday, the 30th of August, in the Year of Our Lord Two Thousand and Thirteen, Your Humble Scribe and his first-born, the Naviguesser, boarded the Mercedes SLK 350, fired up the onboard navigation system and headed south. South to...
This is something I've been wanting to do for some time now. The Naviguesser volunteered his services as a driver the weekend we arrived here in California. I accepted. And yesterday, we made it happen.
This, for me, was a pilgrimage. Paying my respects to Lex is something I needed to do, this was a journey of spiritual significance for me. For if it hadn't been for Lex, this blog would not exist.
This was also an opportunity to actually meet, live and in person, my co-blogger, Tuna. As an added bonus, I had had an email from HMS Defiant the week before we left for California indicating that he would be in the San Diego area the same week we were visiting, how about a meet at Shakespeare's? The planets aligned, the signs were propitious, the rendezvous was set. So yes, yes let's meet up at Shakespeare's.
What better way to pay tribute to Lex than to visit his final resting place and then to visit the place he and his colleagues, friends and associates were wont to stop and have a Guinness, or three?
This is a brief record of that pilgrimage.
Fort Rosecrans National Cemetery
|Lex is in fine company.|
|I was here in person, thousands more were with me, in spirit.|
Lex, you will never be forgotten.
It was time to leave those who have gone ahead. It was now time to meet up with others who still walk the path, those who are still heading towards that clearing at the end of the path. Where we will all arrive someday.
|While it's not the end of the journey, status is definitely:|
|Tuna and the Sarge,|
Channeling Pinch and Lex
|Southern California Sky|
It was a good day.