A couple years after the business trip that my papa took to Georgia, he had
to go on another one. There were probably more in between, but they weren’t
to states that he hadn’t been to before. This time he had to go to
Connecticut. It wasn’t for testing a new submarine this time, though. This
time, he went to the annual New England Submarine and Submersible Conference
and Symposium. Wow, that was long, wasn’t it? The one that my papa worked
for wasn’t the only company that designed and built submarines. There were a
bunch of others, and they liked to come together to talk about the things
that they do. I didn’t hear my papa talk about this trip, but my dad
remembers him saying that parts of it were interesting, but parts of it were
boring. They would hold the conference every year all over the USA, but he
wouldn’t normally go, because he was too busy with the actual work. It
didn’t actually take place on the mainland in Connecticut. It was on Fishers
Island, which is a part of Connecticut. It’s about two miles away over the
ocean, so he took a ferry to get there. It’s funny to me, I would have said
they should take submarines instead, but maybe they just didn’t think of
that.
