With the hurricane "Florence" approaching the east coast and seeming to hone in on SC I'm reminded of the anxiety and preparations. The anxiety sits like a heavy stone in my stomach even today. Some of the best times of our life were the ones at the beach with our friends. Now more are gone, yes died; Cliff, Charlie, Keith, Max, Joe, Lloyd, and others we knew so well. Some remain, like us, but don't travel there any more. The campground permanent resident friend Cindi isn't up to par, Jackie is ill. It can be depressing. Patty and Dave of Ohio are there now and Linda is home recuperating from knee surgeries. Cheryl was to leave to go down but is holding off until the hurricane is gone.
*Four years ago I lamented loosing so many of our friends and here I am again remembering them and others. Sure wish more of you could have had the wonderful relationships we have had with our beach friends. Sure wish I wouldn't fear for the health and welfare of those who are left. I sure wish for a lot - don't I? Well why not! When you are old you reminisce a lot. It happens.
*link to that story. Beach Friends
























































