Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Stories I have of my hospital stays are quite morose, so I will tell a story of a trip to the Lago Mar, the hotel I love in Florida. One morning we went to the beach. I was dad surfing. Iz was playing in the sand. Mom and Mel were swimming. Leanne started waving at us to get out. We thought Steve Beers was on the phone so we got out right away. It turned out really Leanne saw a shark. Mom still teases dad about it.

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