The day was pretty much a repeat of the day before. We did crane our necks going over the Chesapeake Bay Bridge, and watched everything we could see. We reached Salisbury by dinnertime. We’d agreed to part ways from Brian here, with us shipping our bikes off to New Hampshire and taking a bus up to Boston. We’d found a bike shop in Salisbury, so we talked to them about boxes and moved all our gear outside in back of the shop in order to pack our bikes.
We have one distinct memory of Salisbury – and that was the owner of the shop, Buzz. He had been hit by a car some months before, suffering a brain injury. He was still in a relatively acute stage of recovery, but was back at work. We told him about Chelsea’s brain injury, and that she had recovered, and we talked about some of the things we’d done to achieve the recovery. It was very emotional, as Buzz was still in the throes of the immediate damage, and we could still so vividly recall our own tough times over many years.
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