One of the most memorable stories of my youth involved a beach.. a cousin… an uncle… and a bucket of sand. My dad convinced my cousin Marilyn during a family vacation to California to sneak up behind my uncle Gail with a bucket of sand… My uncle Gail always wore cowboy boots and jeans… and here we were at the beach and he was sitting down watching the kids play in the water… he didn’t suspect a thing although he should have known better. Marilyn who did anything Uncle Dave asked dutifully obliged my father and dumped this bucket over Uncle Gail’s head… while my dad videotaped it of course… Imagine the laughter as we watched a teenage girl in sandals outrun a cowboy in his boots on the sandy beach as he chased her until he couldn’t run any more…. He never did catch her…
Cool memories! 🙂 Peace . . .
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Thank you
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Thanks for the laugh. I could picture it all ❤
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You’re welcome! Thank you for reading
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What a great memory!
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Thank you
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What a lovely memory! I grew up not too far away from the beach and your post really made me reminisce on the good ol’ days lounging on the chair by the waters and biking along the promenade! 🙂 xo~ Lena
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Thank you, I am so glad you enjoyed it. I love the beach, I wish I lived closer so i could go more often then a couple times per year.
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