Several days ago Earl O'Neal told me he had several photos of my dad taken twenty to forty years ago. One, he said, showed my dad pretending he was standing in storm water up to his neck. Well, I now have the photo. The water is only just up above his knees...but he is acting silly, making believe the tide is much deeper than it actually is.
Earl also sent this photo of a clam my dad claimed he had raked up in Pamlico Sound.
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Hardly a week goes by that Amy doesn't remind me that my dad will live on as long as Lachlan maintains his impish spirit!
Our latest Ocracoke Newsletter is Captain Rob's essay, "Schooner Windfall Sails into the Final Sunset." You can read it here:http://www.villagecraftsmen.com/news052110.htm.