Journaling reads: "After dropping Heath off at school on December 9th, I received a phone call from Craig asking if I wanted to drive the Mayor of San Diego in the Pacific Beach Holiday Parade. I did, and hastily asked my parents if they would watch the boys. Before I got to work, the plans were finalized for the next day’s events.
I met John and Don by the PB Middle School, and was introduced to Mayor Jerry Sanders. I nervously said that I was nervous about driving, and everyone laughed. The Mayor was very nice, and recounted a story of when his daughter drove him in a parade, and the car was a manual transmission. Thankfully, John’s car was an automatic. I think I made his security team nervous with my comments, because they stressed that I should drive slow and steady. I never had to step on the gas because we went so slow, just had to mind the break.
Lots of hecklers and nice people combined lined the streets. The most memorable moment was when a man, who was already three sheets to the wind at 12:00 pm, said he voted for Donna Frye. He had some sort of ratty cardboard sign I couldn’t read. The Mayor said, “Donna and I are now friends.” After we were well past the man, the Mayor said something like, “Does that guy actually think that I think he voted?” I replied, “Yeah, if the polling place was in a bar.” He laughed.
Afterwards, he thanked me, posed for a couple more pictures, and was on his way. It was a memorable day that I won’t soon forget."

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