A Strange Time

It was exactly one week ago that Susie and I cut short our two months in Florida, and arrived home in Ocean City. To say it’s been a strange week would, I think, not be an exaggeration!

Our Country is still coming to terms with the Corona Virus, and what it means to us. Being a place where normally we’re asked to send money to some other part of the world to help them survive, finding this strange disease within our midsts is, to say the least, a new and quite uncomfortable position for many of us.Travel bans, having Major League Sports canceled, finding Disneyland and Disney World closed, and having fellow Americans hoarding everything from hand sanitizers to toilet paper, goes beyond even the Milk and Bread runs we are used to before a major snow storm. This is new and uncharted waters for us, and everyone of us has to come to terms with it in his or her own way.

Living here in Ocean City, New Jersey, a barrier island that is connected to Southern Jersey by four bridges, this past week, concerns were expressed that reminded me of an old episode of the Twilight Zone. Entitled “The Shelter” , it originally aired on September 29th, 1961 and the plot centered around a dinner party that was interrupted by the news of an impending nuclear attack. The problem looked at in the episode was that only one of the families in the neighborhood had installed a bomb shelter. It’s a great episode in which friends and neighbors keep trying to get the family to let them join them in their bomb shelter, but are all refused. In the episode, writer Rod Serling studies the effect that the closing of the shelter door has on both those living inside THEIR bomb shelter, and those outside who didn’t think there was a need for a shelter, but now feel they are entitled to access. As an 11 year old in 1961, I clearly remember having “Duck and Cover” drills weekly in school, (like there was ever going to be a way for us to survive a nuclear attack by cowering under our desks!) so this was not a random topic Mr. Serling pulled out of the air, but a real issue in contemporary America.

 

26FDB6E5-6A37-4E0C-9D74-479DB92D1971Here in Ocean City, this past week the current situation with Corona Virus and how we have reacted to it, has fostered discussion on Facebook and other places not unlike the situation depicted in “The Shelter”. As a bit of background, Ocean City is the northern most town in southern Jersey’s Cape May County. According to the 2010 census, there are just under 12,000 residents in our town, but for the busy summer months of June, July and August, that population soars to between 115,000 and 130,000 people. So for 9 months a small beach town, and for 3 months of the year, a full on summer resort, populated by second home owners, and daily, or weekly visitors. Many of the businesses in town operate as seasonal businesses, only being open during the busy summer months, but others, that are open all year, base their operations at this time of the year, on the smaller full-time resident levels of business. That’s where the problem has developed this past week.

It seems that many of our second homeowners have decided to come down to Ocean City from their full time homes in Pennsylvania, Delaware and even New York. This has caused some Ocean City full timers to go to Facebook and other places, saying things like, GO BACK TO YOUR HOME, SHELTERING IN PLACE MEANS TO STAY AT THE ADDRESS ON YOUR DRIVER’S LICENSE, THANKS FOR COMING DOWN AND EMPTYING OUT OUR STORES and worse things. These people are blaming the empty store shelves and the crazy atmosphere at local stores, directly at the feet of second homeowners and out-of-state visitors. What these people are calling on the City to do is to close the four bridges linking Ocean City to the mainland to anybody who’s driver’s license doesn’t show an Ocean City address.

Two of the four bridges connecting OC to the rest of NJ

This is obviously not a small issue, as Ocean City Mayor Jay Gillian late this week issued a regular situation update in which he asked residents to “stay at home, limit travel to essential destinations” as the CDC suggests. He went on to say, “In order for this request to have any meaningful effect, it must apply to all unnecessary travel – not just to out-of-state visitors. It saddens me to see the divisiveness spawned by recent statements singling out this population.” Wow, sounds very much like those folks in the Twilight Zone episode. At his briefing today, NJ Governor Murphy even brought up the topic. He requested that second homeowners refrain from heading to the Jersey Shore, and he said, “The local infrastructure, especially in offseason, is not prepared for the influx of part-time residents.”.

I’m not sure exactly which side of this discussion I fall on. I don’t think I’m ready to join the folks blaming out-of-towners, for the shortages in stores, as honestly, it’s just as likely that the very people bitching about what the visitors have done, are the same people who have emptied the shelves! On the other side, carloads of folks from out of state, unloading bikes and boogie boards and kids, acting more like the Spring Break kids in Florida than responsible citizens doesn’t help our situation either! And then what about the folks, who split their time evenly between their shore house and another home? More questions than answers.

The bottom line is that many people are living in fear right now, looking for someone to blame for that fear. Some will take it out on the President, some the Governor, some Government in general, and, as has been demonstrated here in Ocean City, some will blame those folks who don’t call this place their year round home! I guess we all need to realize we are all now living in, “The Twilight Zone”…and who knows when we’ll get out! Welcome to our life in 2020, as the pandemic comes to a neighborhood near you! Let’s all be safe, do what we are suggested to do by the experts, work together, and get through this. Let’s not be jerks or hostile towards folks who may think differently than us. Who knows what our towns and country will look like when this is over, let’s just hope we’re all still here to deal with whatever we find!

Good luck everybody! Be smart and be safe!

A Very Strange 6+ Weeks!

Susie and I have just had a very unusual 6+ weeks trip to Florida…here’s a look at it.

It started off like a perfectly normal trip, as we left Ocean City on Thursday, January 30th! The car was packed for a 6 to 8 week visit to Florida, and our first stop was with our son Billy’s family at their brand new house in Wake Forest, North Carolina. It was a great visit with Billy and his wife Lori, and our Grandchildren, Layla, Henry and our brand new Granddaughter, baby Annabelle! A great time was had by all, and we left with 10 boxes of Layla’s Girl Scout Cookies….the perfect stop!

The next morning we were off, and the next stop was Darien, Georgia, so that we could go to our favorite fried shrimp place in the world, B&J’s Steak House and Seafood! It was incredible!!

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Our Post, Florida, Here We Come from February 1st contains more details!

The next morning, we continued our journey south on I-95 again, arriving at our rented condo in Indian Rocks Beach Beach about 3:30 PM! If you’ve been following our blog, you’ve read about week one in IRB…if not, check some of them out on the right side of the home page!

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We were thrilled during our month long stay there that my cousin Jeanne and Walt joined us for 4 days, and then “Our Boys”, son Kenny and his husband Chris were able to join us for a week! We had a wonderful time with the boys, exploring many wonderful places and finding both new places to eat and wonderful places to have a drink! Of course, lots and lots of beach time, perfecting our tans, and making us look like we really had been in Florida!

It was at the end of the week the boys were with us, that we got the call that Susie’s Mom had passed away. We scrambled getting plane reservations, and making arrangements. The boys headed back to OC (Spirit Airlines from Tampa to AC for under $200 roundtrip for both of them) and a day early, on Friday, Susie and I drove across the state to Ft. Lauderdale airport, left the Honda in Long Term Parking, and winged back to NYC for the weekend! (Life Happens from March 3rd has more details)

 

Then it was 6 wonderful nights at the Doubletree Resort in Hollywood Beach Florida. If you haven’t read details of that yet, check out our blog Doubletree Resort, Hollywood Beach, Florida from March 12th.

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BC51AB4E-BE98-4640-9F5B-B81A1FDE2418Then we were off to my cousin Jeanne’s in Barefoot Bay, Florida. We were there for 3 nights with them, and then they were winging their way to Hawaii for 4 weeks, and we were planning on staying in their house for a couple of more weeks! We were looking forward to pool time, a Spring Training Mets game at Port St. Lucie, and my first visit to Cape Canaveral, and the Kennedy Space Center…then the shit hit the fan!

We started reading online of the ramp-up of measures to prevent the spread of Corona Virus in the US. The one that really got our attention was the suspension of travel between the US and Europe! If that was reality, might there be a suspension of Interstate travel in the US? In my visions I saw State Trooper’s vehicles lined up across I-95 as it crossed from one state to another. Then MLB, NBA, NHL, and all the other initial organizations started canceling games, and then one that seemed un-imaginable…Broadway, Disneyland and Disney World CLOSED! This was real, and we started talking. Would we rather be possibly stuck at Jeanne and Walt’s, where we knew but one person (their friend and neighbor Bruce – Jeanne and Walt had left that afternoon for Hawaii), and were 1000+ miles away from our Ocean City Family and all our Doctors, or would we rather be back in our little New Jersey beach town, surrounded by our family (Our Boys are with us), our Ocean City friends, and a phone call away from our Doctors? We decided that Ocean City won out over Florida!

So on Thursday last week, two weeks or so earlier than we were originally planning, we started packing and before the sun went down, the Honda was loaded, and by the time we went to bed that night, we were ready to head back north! At 8:30 Friday morning, we locked up their house and drove out of Jeanne and Walt’s driveway, and headed out of Barefoot Bay! Within about 20 minutes, we were on our home for the next two days, I-95 North, heading to our beach town! Our plan was to do the trip in two days, stopping just one night, rather than the two nights we usually do. Let’s face it…at this point, we wanted to be home in Ocean City!!

Day one went well, and at 12:35 PM, this came up on the GPS, showing that we were 777 miles from the Atlantic City Expressway!

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After driving for about 8 hours, and having a cold cut lunch in the car, our stop that night was at a Doubletree in Fayetteville, North Carolina. We splurged and had our only Cracker Barrel meal of our trip! Of course, there was a women in the next dining room coughing up a lung…just what we needed to think that our decision to eat out had been ill advised!! We slept well that night, and were off again Saturday morning at 8:15…without stopping for the free breakfast we were entitled to!

We made great time on Saturday and were projected by the GPS to arrive home, a few minutes after 4, but we decided to stop at our favorite Italian Market, Bagliani’s in Hamilton. Just 2 miles off the Atlantic City Expressway, they have great cheeses, meats and Italian products, and we figured this might be a good place to stock up on some items to eat during the coming weeks. Here’s the meat we ended up with after Susie had split them up and used her Seal-a-Meal to vacuum pack them!

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Even with the stop, we arrived back in Ocean City a few minutes past 4:30. On our entire 6+ weeks trip, we drove 3302.6 miles in the Honda (and got 31.3 MPG for those miles), and we were home in Ocean City, and happy!

All was well, we were home, and the house was stocked with all the necessities!

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Kenny and Chris were out in Iowa doing one of their weekend gigs, and arrived home to Philly airport early on Monday. They drove home, we sanitized them with antibacterial spray, wiped the car down with antibacterial wipes, sent them off to shower and wash everything in their suitcases, and the four of us began our days of hunkering down in Ocean City! Their weekend gigs have been postponed for the next two weeks at least, the house is stocked with lots of supplies, and there’s nothing left to do but take walks through the neighborhood (while avoiding anybody we may meet), catch up on TV and movies (we’ve got a long list of Netflix shows that we’d been saving for summer, but which we will dip into now), read a book, write, and take care of household tasks. We have no idea what the days ahead will bring, what else will be closed by government mandate, or just by the owners not interested in putting workers in harm’s way, and how long we’ll be forced to remain close to home. We’ve bought some online gift cards to our favorite restaurants in hope that some cash infusion will help them still be there when this is over. What the future will bring, we have no idea, but as I read on Facebook the other day, “Your parents were called to a world war…you can sit on your couch for a couple of weeks”.

Hope everybody we know is safe and staying that way. We have no idea what the world will look like on the other side of this, but we will get through it as we follow the rules and realize we’re all in this together. Please be smart and take care! Love to all!

Doubletree Resort, Hollywood Beach, Florida

Last week at this time, Susie and I were at what has become one of our favorite hotels, the Doubletree Resort in Hollywood Beach Florida. Located on A1A at 4200 South Ocean Drive in Hollywood Beach, right along the Intracoastal Waterway, and just next to the Hallandale Beach Bridge…it’s a perfect location.

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This is our 3rd year staying here, and our longest stay, and honestly, we were wondering if we were going to be bored staying from Monday to Sunday. Well, we soon discovered we had nothing to fear, and from the time the valet took the Honda CRV from us on Monday afternoon, we never left the hotel again! We treated it like an all inclusive resort, and since we’ve been to the area a lot, including several times in recent years, there was no need to do anything but relax on the property!

The property is beautiful, the rooms wonderful, and the view from our 7th floor balcony is just incredible! What a wonderful view to go to sleep to each night and to wake up with every morning.

Then there is the pool…and what a pool it is! With it’s location right along the Intracoastal Waterway, we liked nothing better than to stand in the pool, and watch boat after boat after boat go by. The entire pool area is wonderful and the Lava Tiki Bar right next to the Intracoastal is a place we’ve spent so much time…both day and night! Great drinks, excellent food, and great staff!

Speaking about the staff, to our mind they take an already good property and elevate it to Diamond Status! The first person we met was Joe, the Concierge/Bell Captain…. by the time I checked in, he and my Susie were best friends! He was from Brooklyn, had run a cemetery in Pennsylvania for many years, and knew exactly where Ocean City was. What a great guy and never failed to say hello every time we saw him all week!

In the morning we had great breakfasts in the Port South Grill, served by great servers including Jackie, and Stephen.

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Our afternoons were spent at the pool and bartenders Frank, and Calford made excellent drinks and were quick with a smile and a joke!”

Every night but our last (too windy), we were outside at the Tiki Bar (why not..it’s March and 70+ degrees!) and enjoyed the drinks and companionship of John, Ian, and Frank behind the bar, and the friendship of Serge the server.

In fact, after spending a night talking with Frank as he served us, the next morning, we were at the pool less than 10 minutes when he showed up next to us with two Bloody Marys saying, “Here are the Bloodies I promised you last night!”

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Then there was the pool staff! Casandra at the towel hut and the hardest working man in the hotel, Carlos the Majordomo of the Doubletree Pool! He never stops! Great work ethic and a very nice man to boot!

Somebody else we interacted with was Karl at the front desk, who was so helpful to us when we had a little problem with our room’s Do Not Disturb sign. On one of our last mornings, we’d left about 11:30 and discovered that someone had taken our Do Not Disturb sign while we were in the room. When we came back at 5:30, the room was not made. So we went to the desk and spoke with Karl to get new towels and a new Do Not Disturb sign. The next day, when we went to the pool, we put our new Do Not Disturb sign in the room, but when we came back, we found another Do Not Disturb sign on our door knob, which caused our room not to be made up! Can you say Gas Lighting? Bottom line, we got our room made up that day, and left with a story to boot!

Now, just as an example of how well this hotel is maintained, our last morning coming out of the Port South restaurant we passed this gentleman, who spent his days touching up the paint around the hotel! Incredible!

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So, I guess you understand we love this hotel, the location and especially the staff! We will be back to visit our “friends” again, because that’s what the staff is to us! Great job! Thanks for a wonderful, relaxing 6 nights! Sorry it’s over….oh, and by the way, we used Hilton Honors points and stayed for free! Winning!!

 

Life Happens

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One week ago today, early in the afternoon of February 25th, Susie got the phone call that she frankly expected, but that she dreaded getting. It was from Highfield Gardens Nursing Home in Great Neck, where her Mom has “lived” for the past 4 years, and it was to sadly inform her that her Mom had passed away peacefully at 1:40 that afternoon. As I said, expected, but still sad.

Susie’s Mom, Edith Sanderson Booth Johnson was born on December 26th, 1924 in Astoria, New York. She was one of two children born to Doris Ionian Thompson and John Sanderson Booth, and from all accounts, had a wonderful childhood. As a young woman during the Second World War, she worked as a secretary for some unknown US Government agency in the Woolworth Building in Lower Manhattan. It was only after the US dropped the two Atom Bombs on Japan, ending the war, that she learned that she had been working on the Manhattan Project, that developed those bombs. She was very proud of the pin and letter of commendation she received from that work, and held it as a prized possession for the rest of her life.

Shortly after the end of the war, in 1945, she married Susie’s Dad, Robert Walter Johnson. Just recently back from serving in the US Army in Italy, her Dad was married in his uniform and her Mom in a simple suit. As they told the story, they got engaged one weekend, and married the next. (Edie’s Dad wasn’t even there as he was away on a hunting trip!) That’s just the way folks did things in the aftermaths of World War II! After a honeymoon in Niagara Falls (so typical in those days), it was time to get on with their lives!

Bob and Edie started their lives together in Astoria, and then were one of the first families to move into Long Island’s Levittown in 1950. They were living the post World War American Dream! That dream also included children, and they welcomed their first daughter Barbara Alice in 1947, then five years later, my wife Susan Lynn, in 1952, and then 10 years after that, their younger brother Donald James in 1962. Susie’s brother was named for her Mom’s beloved younger brother, who tragically died shortly after the war, from what we’ve only recently been able to deduce would probably be called today PTSD, but which was totally unknown in the 40’s.

The family moved around Long Island after Levittown, first moving to Hempstead, then out to Bayshore with Susie’s Grandparents, and finally back to Brown Avenue in Hempstead, where they spent many years.

In 1977, the Johnson Family came into my life when I met their daughter Susie, and in 1978 when I asked her to marry me, they became my family! Susie and I were very fortunate because unlike so many married couples we hear about, we both liked our new in-laws. Susie’s Mom and Dad became my Mom and Dad, just as mine became her’s. When holidays came around, we were one big family, with her folks coming over to my folks’ house in Bayside or my Mom and Dad traveling to Hempstead for Christmas or Thanksgiving. Life was good, and it got even better when our little guys entered the picture!

Seems like between my Mom (my Dad had died when oldest son Billy was just over a year old), and Susie’s folks, a couple of our kid’s grandparents were always in our house. They were there to volunteer for babysitting for work, and especially when Susie and I wanted to have some alone time, and keep reminding ourselves that even with 3 kids, we were a couple first and always. Unfortunately, Susie and I were in Las Vegas when Susie’s Dad died in 2001. Our kids were home on Long Island, and we were 3/4 of the country away, but Susie’s brother stepped up to the plate and got our kids ready to accept that “Pop-Pop” had died!

Susie’s Mom really never wanted to continue without him, but continue she did for what turned out to be many, many years. First at the Knolls in East Meadow, where they’d moved from Hempstead, but then about 12+ years, things started to change and unravel in her life. It was a Labor Day weekend, and Susie’s sister Barbara and family were out at Montauk, and Susie and I were down in Ocean City. Only her brother Donnie was there, when she apparently suffered a heart attack. This was the beginning of Vascular Dementia, and over the next couple of years it progressed to the point she couldn’t continue to live alone. From there it went fast. She had several accidents, and honestly we thought the end was near, but she always rallied…physically, but never mentally.

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Easter of 2015…4 Generations..Susie’s Mom, Susie, her Mom’s oldest Grandchild (our son Billy) and her first Great Grand Child, Billy’s daughter Layla

Four years ago she entered the nursing home in Great Neck where her dementia only proceeded to get worse. Most visits, she didn’t even know her children. She knew she’d seen them before, but had no idea of who they were. Occasionally a name would click, but mostly she had no idea about family history. She’d forgotten her husband Bob, her Mom and Dad and brother, and frankly, some of the stories she’d tell when you visited were off the wall. It was hard for all of us who loved her to see her that way, but Susie was happy that she was well taken care of by people who actually seemed to care for her. It’s a horrible way for someone’s life to end and if it hasn’t touched your family or your circle of friends, consider yourself fortunate!

Having moved to Ocean City 2+ years ago, we didn’t get back to see her as often as when we lived in Mineola, but the last time Susie and I saw her in January was one of the best visits we’ve had in years! She was happy to see us, was upbeat, and happy to have us there. She was the one who told us to leave, and as Susie returned her to the common room on the floor, she said she was happy that we’d been there. Whether she had any idea who we were, or was just “faking” it, we’ll never know, but looking back on that visit, and how good it was, has helped Susie get through the last week!

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Mother’s Day 2015 in our Mineola Backyard..Susie’s Mom with all her kids

Christmas, 2015 with Susie’s sister Barbara and Mom’s first Great Grand Child Layla, and her 91st Birthday

When Susie got that call a week ago, we were in a rented condo in Indian Rocks Beach, on Florida’s Gulf Coast. Our son Kenny and his husband Chris were with us, planning to fly home the next day. As soon as she got the call, Susie got on the phone with her sister and brother and worked out what they thought would be an appropriate plan for her funeral. Four years ago, Susie and her sister had planned the funeral when they thought she was going to leave us then, and before her money ran out, they paid for it, so Susie also had to coordinate with the Funeral Home. Lots of phone calls in the next few hours or so after getting the original call. Then it was my turn to get online and plan our transportation back to NY for the weekend. It was decided that we’d leave our rental a day early, pack our car, and drive across the state and fly out of Ft. Lauderdale Airport, as the rest of our Florida stay was taking place on the East coast of the state. On Wednesday, we took the boys to the Tampa airport, and then proceeded to start packing up from our month’s long stay!

Susie’s Sister Barbara and her husband Rob coordinated flowers back on Long Island and made sure they got clothes for their Mom to Weigand Brothers Funeral Home in Williston Park! Thank God they were there and able to take care of those details. Our friends Pat and Steve Grosskopf offered us to stay in their home in Mineola, and for that and their friendship, we’re thankful! We packed the car Thursday night, and early on Friday morning, we drove 200 plus miles across the Sunshine Skyway Bridge, and through Alligator Alley to the Ft. Lauderdale Airport and our Delta flight back to JFK. After picking up a car at the Hertz office, we made the drive to Mineola, arriving about 7:30 at Pat and Steve’s house. A long day of travel!

Saturday morning I dropped Susie off at the Cuttin Club, and her old hairdresser Laura, who’d responded to an urgent call from Florida to help Susie with her hair. Kenny and Chris drove up from Ocean City, and had clothes for me so I didn’t have to go to a funeral in my Florida vacation clothes. They also picked up brother Bill from the Long Island Rail Road station in Mineola, as he’d just taken the Air Train from JFK after flying from North Carolina! (Another change in plans…he and his wife Lori were supposed to drive up, but our oldest Granddaughter Layla came home from school with something called Slap Cheek, (Fifth’s Disease) which promptly changed those plans). At about 1:30 on Saturday afternoon, the family started to gather at Weigand Brothers. Susie’s sister Barbara, husband Rob, and their son Ryan, her brother Donnie, Susie and I, and our kids Bill, Krissi and her husband Mike, and Kenny and his husband Chris.

It’s never easy going in for that first viewing, but everybody was very happy with how Susie’s Mom looked. Everybody said that she looked just like herself and would have been happy with her appearance. During this early period, Donnie’s ex-wife Diane showed up and was welcomed in as family. They may be divorced, but she’s always had a very good relationship with Susie’s Mom, who she called Nana. In fact, Diane was the last person to in the family to see her alive, having visited her on Saturday afternoon.

There were lots of visitors during the first session from Donnie’s Union and from his Fishing Club, and several of our former neighbors and folks from the Boy Scout Troop. There were lots of stories, and looking at pictures, and the usual talk about the shame that get-togethers like this only happen at funerals. Between sessions, the family went down the Street to TR’s for dinner, some drinks, and continuing reminisces about their Mom and the 95+ years of her life! The evening session was more of the same, and as the 9 o’clock hour approached, and it was time to say good-bye, there were tears and memories, and a mix of emotions, as well as kisses and hugs.

Another night at Pat and Steve’s, a drive to JFK, and another quick Delta Flight, and we’re back in Florida. Six nights at the the Doubletree Resort in Hollywood Beach will be time to recharge and reflect on this weekend, and be thankful for a great family and for friends who are there when the need arises. Thank you all…we love you!

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PS – At the funeral on Saturday, Susie’s sister Barbara gave me the the following, which she had found in her Mom’s “stuff”, that I had written to Susie’s Mom and Dad on the occasion of the their 40th Anniversary.  Interesting that Susie and I just celebrated our 40th Anniversary.  I wish I had pics of Susie’s Dad Bob to include, but I’m doing this on the road, and only have what I have!  Miss you Dad!!

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