On the island is a Civil War Cemetery and as we walked quietly through the hallowed grounds I was reminded of the sacrifice and price those who came before me had paid for my ability to enjoy the life that my family and I far too often take for granted.
After more food than anyone could possibly eat, we ventured out on the Jet skies.
What a wonderful way to release stress, doing 60mph on the lakefront. The sound of corn bags hitting plywood was as prevalent in the background as the waves hitting the shore. The tournament took 2 full days to complete and it wasn’t hard to find someone telling stories of their match.
In the barn there were nightly poker games for those poker players and based on the crowd sitting at tables each night, someone walked away with a nice pile of cigars. After a long weekend of sharing the pleasures that a man has obviously worked very hard to achieve I found myself honored to be included. Over the weekend we witnessed the best this community has to offer; and for that I will be forever grateful.
Thank You!
Chuck
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