Carlton didn’t do Christmas, Valentine’s Day, Birthdays etc. But, he did remember anniversaries. And, December 30 is the day that he considered our anniversary. 40 years ago.
Funny how in the four years since he died I have been able to put together a nice new life. And, I thank Carlton for that. He made sure that I was “self-supporting through my own contributions” in every way. And, he insisted that I move to The Asylum. The Asylum is a wonderful safe harbor that I can return to and be welcomed and cared for.
A pair of ornate butterflyfish from today’s swim. Oh, and Carlton, I did swim over to your part of the bay – and there was a large-ish barracuda cruising around.
Hang on tight, 751 days until January 20, 2021.
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On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart’s desire at last, and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron. H.L. Menchen, Baltimore Sun, July 26, 1920.