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Checking off a bucket list item


Where have I been? Well, to be honest, I've been in a turmoil, that's where I've been. On the one hand, I've been very grateful and inspired by the words and actions of fellow Americans, while at the same time I have been so confused, disappointed and frankly mad at the words and actions of fellow Americans. It's taken me a little time to get back my writing groove, but I am going to give it a try!

Where do I start? I still have to do an update of my list of 50, which I will do in my next post most likely, but for now I wanted to give an  update on a bucket list item.

Seems simple, but one of my bucket list items was having a vacation with my brother's family and mine. Just us. While the circumstances were sad (our father died), it did give us an opportunity to take that vacation together after all the commitments and ceremonies.

 It gave us time to be together as a family and for the cousins to spend time together and share experiences. I also taught my sons to play a card game that my dad and mom used to enjoy - musky (sp?)!

Here are a few of the memories we made on that trip. It's taken me a long time to put this post together, largely because I'd look at the photos then time would get away from me. I hope you enjoy them.

Here I am posing on the beach and taking a few pictures on the jetty itself.
Caribbean Beach
Pigeon Point, Tobago
Caribbean beach
Pigeon Point, Tobago


Caribbean Beach
Pigeon Point, Tobago
The water is very clear!
Here is my brother posing too!
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The kids playing on the beach.

Dusk setting in, that's me arms akimbo!
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Pigeon Point, Tobago at dusk.


 A couple of pictures of us on the glass bottom boat heading over Buccoo Reef and then playing in the Nylon Pool. The Nylon Pool is a shallow area out in the sea, near the Buccoo Reef which is a coral reef.

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Glass bottomed boat, Tobago.

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Nylon Pool, Tobago

Caribbean beach
Nylon Pool, Tobago





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