Morrow
Don't make this weird
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My father-in-law has a very nice summer house at the very top of the Chesapeake Bay. It's a very cool place. My oldest son and I woke up early and the tide was out farther than I have ever seen it. We went out walking.
My oldest son looking at an old pier that has seen better days. This whole area is usually under water...even during low tide. I have no idea why he has that goofy look on his face.
Seagulls hanging out on a sheet of ice.
A little closer..
and of course the obligatory knife content.
My son had a Kershaw KS1660TSW Random Leek and I had my Brett Dowell sway back.
A funny thing happened in regards to the Dowell sway back. My wife borrowed it and I forgot to ask for it back. As we were leaving the bay house en route to South Street in Philadelphia, I realized I didn't have my knife. That cold...hollow feeling started to eat away at my stomach. I asked my wife were it was and saw the panicked look on her face. She told me she was "positive" she had put it in one of the bags. I checked all of them and it wasn't there. Her father checked all over the bay house and it was just gone. I was not a happy person. I called Brett and ordered another one. A couple days later we headed out for some Japanese food and one of the 11 year old offspring puts on a sweat shirt and pulls my knife out of his pocket. "Why do I have this?" he asked. I looked at my wife and she smiles and says..."oh...now I remember what I did with it." No worries I said...I'm not canceling the order......compensation for pain and suffering.


My oldest son looking at an old pier that has seen better days. This whole area is usually under water...even during low tide. I have no idea why he has that goofy look on his face.


Seagulls hanging out on a sheet of ice.

A little closer..

and of course the obligatory knife content.
My son had a Kershaw KS1660TSW Random Leek and I had my Brett Dowell sway back.

A funny thing happened in regards to the Dowell sway back. My wife borrowed it and I forgot to ask for it back. As we were leaving the bay house en route to South Street in Philadelphia, I realized I didn't have my knife. That cold...hollow feeling started to eat away at my stomach. I asked my wife were it was and saw the panicked look on her face. She told me she was "positive" she had put it in one of the bags. I checked all of them and it wasn't there. Her father checked all over the bay house and it was just gone. I was not a happy person. I called Brett and ordered another one. A couple days later we headed out for some Japanese food and one of the 11 year old offspring puts on a sweat shirt and pulls my knife out of his pocket. "Why do I have this?" he asked. I looked at my wife and she smiles and says..."oh...now I remember what I did with it." No worries I said...I'm not canceling the order......compensation for pain and suffering.
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