All that planning for hours of lolling on the beach flew out the window when we arrived in Perdido Bay yesterday. We got derailed in the kitchen of our condo for some libations.
Next we headed out to Wolfbay Lodge for some fried oysters. Turned out to be a very productive evening since Marie and Betty Lynn finally found the man of their dreams – a very dead skeleton who the restaurant has named “Capt. Morgan.” He’s perfect because he can’t argue or take control of the remote. I guess they’ll have to fight it out to see who takes him home.
The entire beach group from West Point High School Class of 65 includes from left includes Carole, Linda, Betty Lynn, Beth, Capt. Morgan, Marie, Emily and Norma.