Family Day

This morning, we drove down to Ruskin for what I thought was going to be a visit that would last until the mid-afternoon. Instead, my parents and my father’s cousin Jackie and The Wife and I piled into a rental SUV and drove up to St. Pete Beach. We ate conch fritters, saw dolphins in the bay, and had dinner at Crabby Jack’s. It was pretty late when we got back to the hotel here in Lakeland. Good, fresh seafood and a few drinks made for a relaxing afternoon. It helps that I didn’t have to do a lot of driving around the busy, crowded streets of the barrier islands. There was a bus fire on the Sunshine Skyway Bridge, and we were the first ones stopped at the toll plaza to wait for the FHP to clear traffic. While waiting, I got a great picture of The Wife with the sun setting into the Gulf of Mexico and the keys of Tampa Bay.

Burt Likko

Pseudonymous Portlander. Homebrewer. Atheist. Recovering litigator. Recovering Republican. Recovering Catholic. Recovering divorcé. Recovering Former Editor-in-Chief of Ordinary Times. House Likko's Words: Scite Verum. Colite Iusticia. Vivere Con Gaudium.


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