On August 15th, the company I worked for is having their annual picnic. It is an all you can eat lobster feast, with the usual burgers and hot dogs for those who don't want lobster, and salads and cold drinks.
It takes place in a picturesque place in Maine where the president of the company has a beautiful house with a big yard/
The first year I went to this event, it was a foggy day, and you could hear the fog horn come from the light house down on the coast/ It was charming.
Since I came down with multiple sclerosis, I have not been working, but I get an invitation to the picnic, as do other alumni and their families. It was the nicest job I have had, and the friendliest group of coworkers as well.
The president's daughter is somebody I have known since I was in second grade, she has always been like a sister to me. The whole family are some of the friendliest people I have known, I wish I could work at that company for ever.
I am so excited about the picnic, I have been thinking about it for a solid two days.