Wednesday, February 24, 2016

Photo File Clean Out, Part III [As Ever, Click to Enlarge]

Nat and Frank just hanging out.

When we were kids, the top of the main mast still protruded from the sand and we would play on it.  Marine archaeologists and treasure hunters have been trying to get to the rest buried under the 17th St. beach for over 100 years.

Self-explanatory, really.

My great [+ 5 or 6] grandfather, one of the scouts for General Francis Marion, the Swamp Fox.  Marion's men were particularly known for their bloody disregard for the conventions of war and were the first guerrilla unit of the American army.  Apparently, it did Old Corny little harm, as he lived for 103 years.

Director and actor in consultation.

It's that time of year when I long for the beach and the after-surf breakfast at this place.