It is a glorious Sunday morning! Bright sun, moving water, little humidity.

I slept late again. It is getting to be a habit.

Marty is up in Hallendale for the weekend. He just telephoned me. “Where is the blog? It’s after 9!” Actually, he woke me!

I went to the Shrimp Shack for lunch. Fish and chips. Great fish! Large chunks, lightly deep fried! And the fries were a wow! Big and salty!

I know. A bit of a cholestrol trip!

All the shrimp boats were in. And I mean all of them! It had to be the weather. There was no room to park another boat. Nor was there an ability to see open water beyond the boats. That is how packed it was!

The Shrimp Shack is also a fresh fish market. Fish markets have tons of old newspapers to wrap the fish in. I forgot to buy a newspaper. So I walked around till I found a stack of old newspapers.

The newspaper I selected was several days old. The main article had to do with the 40th anniversary of man setting foot on the moon.

The most spectacular thing I have seen or experienced in my life!

I remember the evening well.

It was later in the evening. We were all glued to the TV.

My four children were between 5 and 10 years of age. They were sleeping as the landing approached. I woke them and herded them into the family room.

My sense was this was a monumental moment! I wanted them to be a part of it! To share it! To be able to tell their children some day that they were there, so to speak!

I explained to them what was about to occur.

They are all adults today with children of their own. None remember that evening.

I tried!

I do remember, however. The fact that we were able to fly to the moon and actually have two men walk on its surface that evening excited the hell out of me! On top of which the whole thing was being transmitted electronically back to earth as it happened!

A big night! A proud one for all Americans at the time. And still a proud moment for us!

Last night I skipped the Chart room and stopped into Don’s Place.

Don was there! I had not seen him in 5 weeks.

And I am happy to say there was a beer sitting in front of him! He’s back!

My bocci partner Jules and her husband Jim were there also. Plus their Tampa friend Maria. Sitting on the same stools I had left them on the night before. Do not get the wrong impression. I am sure they went home and about in between.

I chatted with Maria for a while. A lovely person! Personally and appearance wise.

Maria is 41. She is a special education teacher back in Tampa. Loves her job! It was easy to see how good she must be at it.

Afterwards, I decided it was time to do the Duval crawl and see the Hemingway look alikes.

The tourist end of Duval was blocked off from traffic. Had been that way all day. Will be that way all day today, also.

It was a street party! Stands selling all kinds of things from food to jewelry. Tons of people milling about.

And Hemingway look alikes up the ass! That is the only way I can describe it. All white bearded and beer bellied!

A sight to see!

I stayed a while. Drank a bit too much. Never ate. A big head this morning!

But it was a good time!

Enjoy Sunday! For whatever reason, I consider it the best day of the week! Part of it is Meet the Press, the Sunday papers and Sunday dinner with Lisa, Corey and the grandkids!

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