No Pirate’s Life For Me

old hard drives are like old shoeboxes full of photos, you find yourself looking at a bunch of them before you stop. i found this one from one of our trips to see my sister’s family when they lived in florida. darla took out us out on a glass bottom boat, but winds were high & the waters were choppy. marylynn & i got pretty seasick. we were the least nauseous in the stern because the bow was bouncing most of the time. even though we were breathing in diesel fumes, i could keep my lunch down back there. growing up in smoggy southern california has its advantages.