Eight of us had dinner at Old Bay, an excellent seafood restaurant in Ft Walton Beach. The Steamer for two was enormous and if it weren’t for the mussels and oysters I would have tried it.
Two kids and an old lady at the Old Bay bar
More from the party
This tie flashes
Always ready to party
Ron and Peggy, the camp hosts
The wearing of the green. Corned beef and cabbage. Green Cupcakes. About 50 attendees. And a band.
great T shirt
The park in Seaside.
A long day. Took John and Nancy and their daughter Barbara down 30A to Seaside. Wandered and then had lunch at Bud and Allys. Then drove through Watercolor and got back around 4 PM. Left at 5 PM for Friday Fest, a once a month downtown Panama City Festival (old cars, food, vendors and music). Went to St Andrews for dinner at Captain’s Table and then to the Granite Cafe for Green Beer except I opted for regular and Betty had wine. Got home at 10 PM.
Seaside
The Gulf of Mexico was rough
To the starting gate
There were about 23 of us from the FamCamp at Ebro, the local dog track. Military gets in free. Three and a half hours of racing. We started the day at the Panama Cafe for breakfast, followed by a visit to the winery, the track and then Boon Docks for dinner. More on the rest of the day later.
Ebro
At the outdoor Special Operations Aircraft displays.
Pave Low MH-53
Roy is a high 70’s low 80’s golfer who hits a long ball. Once a year I outdrive him.
I outdrove Roy
The gator is back on the 7th hole
The upstairs of the Grill is a museum. Kind of like our basement.
Before cell phones.
Portable typewriter. It’s kind of like a laptop except all it does is type. No memory. No Calculations. No pictures. And you needed copy sets and if you made a Typo then you had to white out the typo on each copy and retype. In the military you could only make 7 mistakes (I think) per page. Any more and you had to retype the page.
Before CD’s and Ipod’s. The song “I’m looking over a four leaf clover” predated the Grateful Dead.
