Cold, hail and rain this morning, and a little water ski boat pulling away for the last time from the driveway. We waved good-by as a new and younger family took the boat home, and we were left with an empty place in the garage, but happy memories in our hearts.
Southern fried chicken, frosted brownies, long summer days and Beach Boy tunes on the tape player; teenagers braving the cold water to ski around the lake; oops - red flag, skier down, turn the boat. Friends and cousins, picnics and suntan lotion, sun-burned noses and sand buckets.
Life goes fast: catch a wave.