Skip to main content

Florida Trip

The next few days will be devoted to my trip to Florida to see Nancy, Mackenzie and her BF Drew. Well, what a great 3 days. Wish it could have been longer. It was fulfilling be with my family again. This was not a "tourist" trip to see the sights of Tampa, but rather a casual opportunity to spend time "witch ma biches". There were some things I think I'd like to check out at some point, like the Tampa Holocaust Museum, the Rays, and Sea World. But this was not that trip. I have missed my daughter, wife and Drew, so it was a chance to sit around and talk, walk the beach, eat, and eat some more. I also got to meet Bishop, a nice German Shepherd made up of equal portions of puppy, ears, nose and loping love. He also likes to use arms as chew toys.
The top picture is Caddy's on the Beach, a place that was convenient for us and where our motel was situated. great beach that goes for miles either way. The water temperature was 84 degrees, and all three days were 9o, mostly sunny but a chance of rain around 4:00 pm. I later discovered this is the forecast EVERY day. Weathercasters all look bored tend to lose their skills after a year or so around here. The cute couple in the second picture enjoying each others company after being separated for 4 months. And the third pictures is Sharon, Nancy and Mackenzie shell hunting. This is day 1. By the way, I had a black bean burger at Caddy's. Tasty.

Comments

  1. Nice pictures - particular the middle one.

    ReplyDelete
  2. Oops! "Particularly the middle one." See why I rarely leave comments????

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Flashback Friday

Class, Or Lack Thereof The Dwight Vice gravestone in Oquawka, Illinois. I bring this old chestnut out every so often just to remind me that class is classless.  Dwight Vice was killed in his home near Oquawka in 2001.  It was one of those things that can generate crime:  two guys thought Dwight had a lot of money stashed at home because of his pot-selling sideline to supplement his fishing job.   Not really one of those big drug deals gone-bad things.  Marijuana was, according to the trial, about the only stuff Dwight sold.   But these two guys barge into the house and killed Dwight and attempted to kill his 11 year old kid, Darryl, before they took off with what money they could find.   His son, now 23, was stabbed in the back and left for dead.  He survived and is wheelchair bound and has undergone several surgeries to repair his wounds.  He will be paralyzed for life.   None of this is pleasant.  Reading the f...

The Mary Davis Home - Part 2

None of these pictures were taken by me,  they came right from the MDH website.  I am posting these so that friends who have never seen inside where I worked can gain access.  After 27 years I have many stories, tales and acquaintances.  But, I wouldn't know how to express them appropriately in a few paragraphs.  I enjoyed 98% of my stay there and hope I made a difference in the lives of a fraction of the kids who entered.  The original MDH at this site was just the front part.  The large red-roofed area in back was added on in the 90's. This is the Jerry Carlton library.  It was unofficially named after one of the counselors who truly loved the place.   He passed away around 2002, I think.  Mr. Farber looks like he is explaining a few things to a client. The classroom. Activity area with the gym behind the windows. Another shot of the classroom. It was a little different area to teach since we had 2 classes and 2 teachers i...

Flashback Friday - Cold Case - Part One

53 years ago today, Gordon "Peel" Duncan walked into the dark post office in Seaton Illinois and was brutally assaulted by an individual or individuals.  He died two days later.  The murder was never solved.     Gordon Duncan was one of the publishers of the Seaton Independent, a weekly newspaper in town that started in the late 1800's and stopped publishing in the 60's.     We  boys were just young children when this took place, but we have been fascinated by it ever since.  The imagination of kids, I suppose or maybe the fact that it was unsolved.  Regardless, this was a big deal in our little lives.  For our parents it tended to shatter the idea that Seaton, our town, was safe.  That it could fend off the forces of evil in the world, that in our little universe we would be impervious to harm was gone forever.  For us kids I don't suppose we were old enough to know real fear.  Fear for us was not getting our list ...