Thursday, June 11, 2009

November 14, 1985

The Beach

Head that car to the beach

Due to very fair skin, I was never able to fully enjoy the beach. However, the beach symbolized home. Still living in Atlanta, I was becoming more & more homesick for Jacksonville. After my Father passed away in March 1986, my daughter Mary Ellen & I made the commitment to move back to Jacksonville as soon as we could. I moved in February 1987.

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