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As a fellow “old” I have to say I get that feeling occasionally about my best days being behind me. But then I remember that these days I still get to do cool things while remembering all of the cool stuff I have done and figure: my best days are yet to come because at no point in that past would I be get to remember all the stuff I had yet to do.
Not the restaurant. Me, yes, that was me with my Dad taking a ride in Our Carlinda's first dingy.
The Carlinda was our Hunter Sailing Yacht.(-those were the best of my days)
(See! Old Ugly Carl, wasn't always UGLY)
Brought to you by Carl’s Jr?
😉
He didn't know I always wanted a big Sail Boat and that Dingy was the first to tow behind the Carlinda.
He loved sunday afternoons on our boat.