One week after I graduated, I started my first full-time job in Sandusky, and launched right into the busiest time of the year there — summer. While I only worked and played in Sandusky for only about 16-months on that first job, I have a strong attachment to those memories. I worked with folks mostly all my age. We are all just of college trying to make it in the real world. More so, we were living in this sleepy town of about 25,000 people, and we knew no one else.
We had each other. It was one of those work/social lives where it’s basically intermixed daily. Working together. Eating lunch together. Going to the gym together. Going out on the town together. I remember many a time where I was already curled up in my PJs, settled in for the night watching TV, when I’d get the call. The crew was hanging out. You better be there. Believe me, I was there!
My husband (they boyfriend) was in graduate school in Kentucky. So I’d see him about once a month. The other times I was with my crew, my Sandusky family, if you will. Of course, I am leaving out the fact that my maid-of-honor is from that sleepy town! Little did I know that our college friendship would turn into something even more during my time living there. We’d almost always had some kind of weekly hangout together too.
Most people, who have heard of Sandusky, recognize the town for Cedar Point amusement park, and for the nearby tourist activities. Yeah, I went to Cedar Point, once, while I lived there.
For me I remember Sandusky more for my friends, I remember Sandusky for the good times hanging out and our old haunts, dancing the night away and sometimes even singing karaoke. I remember places like Pub N’ Grub (which later caught fire and then closed); i-Five’s in nearby Huron, Ohio; Cabana Jacks (where Biggie knew the door man); Daly’s Pub (which has since closed and reopened who knows how many times!); and Old Dutch Tavern (great for volleyball and a steak burger). And we can’t forget going to Kelleys Island on the “Goodtime” aka the “Friday Night Party Cruise.”
I remember Sandusky for the beautiful sunsets on the water, a beach in my backyard and having only a 6-minute drive to work. I remember Sandusky for being such a small town that everywhere I went, I ran into someone I knew. And when I return this weekend I’m guaranteed to still see people I know.
I also remember Sandusky for introducing me to my first road races. I ran two while I lived there, one in nearby Milan, Ohio; and another down the road in Castalia, Ohio. Little did I know at the time of those races where I’d be today in my running journey!