1101 time flies

Ed and I arrived at West High. From the parking lot to the gym, there is a gate to go through. After letting others go thru, we managed to squeeze the wheelchair thru the gate, but it took several attempts. Later on, a friend would suggest “ramming speed”, but the wheelchair would’ve just stopped at the gate and I would’ve gone flying.

The gym that his team was playing in was just a short distance away, but the gym had three courts and the end that Ed’s team was playing didn’t have a lot of room. So Ed suggested that I find a place at the other end. With his help, I backed into a corner. But I soon found out that the corner was playable. When the current volley ended, I wheeled out the open door, in order to not be in the way.

It was a good thing that I didn’t park in the doorway, because a ball came flying past a few minutes later. When the current set ended, there was a short break and I made my way inside to find a better place to park. That’s when I realized I knew others in the gym on other teams.

I chatted a bit with Tom. His team wasn’t playing for two sets, but played after that. I knew Tom when he was single. He’s now married and has an eight-year-old daughter. We caught up and reminisced. Evie was playing on Tom’s team, and her husband, Craig, was on another team in the same gym. I met Craig and Evie when they were dating and I went to their wedding.

The play for the night ended around 9:20pm and we made our way to the parking lot. This time, Rome had me stand, hold onto the fence, and sidestep through the gate. My wheelchair was folded so it would pass thru the gate. It was dark, but we made it.

Ed dropped me off at home around 9:45pm. It was a long day.