The night before we flew home I decided I wanted to visit a beach that had a lot of memories. I was hoping for some awesome sunset photos, but the fog was already rolling in before we left the house.
My sisters and I remember playing on this beach for hours while Dad went surfing. He'd always wave and have an eye on us. (you could do that 23 years ago) We were always perfectly safe; although, Mom disapproved even back then.
It was chilly that evening
On the pier
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so fab
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