A Corporate Type

It has been a long four years since the passing of my Dad but today much has been put to rest; I have become part of a corporation. More importantly I do not have to go to NYC again for fifteen days. In anticipation of leaving for Prince Edward Island I made a stop at a camera shop and bought a new telephoto lens for my Canon, since plans include several whale cruises and lighthouse visits. It was the first time in a long time that price wasn’t a concern. I am ready for jeans and tee shirts and a worn sweatshirt at night when the evening fog rolls to shore. Instead of huge glam hotels we will be looking for cozy weathered inns and lobsters in the rough. I am looking forward to the huge tidal changes of the Bay of Fundy and getting dirty and wet in the tidal pools. After a few months of difficult situations I really want to see my wife’s smiling face and share some laughs on a deck and over dinner, the night air punctuated with fog horn blasts. I might not be the typical corporate type, and for that I am truly grateful.