"In the time of your life--live." That time is short and it doesn't return again. It is slipping away while I write this and while you read it, and the monosyllable of the clock is Loss, loss, loss, unless you devote your heart to its opposition (--Tennesse Williams)
Tuesday, January 15, 2013
Skinner and John Wait
Cleaning up some photo albums in the last week, the attached photo fell out. Both the print and negative were in an envelope. The photo of Captain Al and me was taken by our Mom, Nancy Braynard Wait, or our Dad, Harold Wait, Jr. The photo is not dated but I am guessing it was taken circa 1966-1968 down at the big dock. He did lots of fishing, boating, and hunting on the bay and was very willing to share what he learned. Of course I don't recall what we were talking about then, but I recall him sharing tips on catching blue claw crabs behind East Island (chunks of eel tied to a rope are much better bait than the more common chicken legs for instance), where he and Helen Krolikowski used to go for Oysters behind Captree, etc
Hope you fared well from Sandy.
John Wait Surf Walk
NICE PICTURE!!!! NICE REMEMBRANCE of the days of old