my 1952 Chevy pickup lived another time, so fine.
As did our perfect 1950 Dodge Cornet.
By the touch of cousin Don, producer of old vehicle magic.
Years pass, alas they always do. Oh, memories.
How it warms my heart to have the feeling of those golden days.
Good streams of people and our varied ways.
On the boats, over and under the Golden Gate.
Under the best of sunny skies.
Grover, mike Davis, mike at the Arquez Ship Yard.
Charlotte and seagulls, Crab Louie, so many others
All the boats and the years.
The Coast Guard bringing me in when my engine failed.
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