On Christmas Eve, we met Catherine's brother and her niece (and her niece's boyfriend and their dog) down at the Asbury Park Dog Beach-- while the weather was warm in Highland Park, it was a different story at the shore and the boys and I were underdressed . . . you might notice I'm the one wearing sandals) and while that get-together had the usual pandemic weirdness about it, Christmas morning felt just like always . . . and I know that this year we're lucky to have it that way and for that, I am very grateful.
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i'd recognize dave from his sandals anywhere
you can't hide hairy feet with a mask . . .
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