whoa, one of the last nights we were in the cabin my Dad brought down some of the Navy keepsakes of HIS father. Amazing. A gun with unbelievable amounts of old ammo that Ella checked out severely, a falling apart gas mask, all kinds of things. He rode a motorcycle around a gigantic ship, delivering the mail. And I think this outfit was actually his dress outfit, not what he wore while working, but it was in there, too, and I was encouraged to try it on.
Grandpa Rock was notoriously strong, but his shoulders could not have been that gigantic, I report.
Wish I could have met him, because by all reports he was an excellent man.
Wish Ida could have met him, too:
So of course yes we did go back to the s'mores before we left....
This is my "happy place."
This, too:
We made some "taffy cracks" which are actually roasted caramel and Ritz crackers. Try it.
Skinnydipping?
Enough said.
Trip to the 920 wouldn't be complete without a little time with Bo
and Benny!
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