We used to go to Flanner's beach from time to time. It's a beach on the Neuse River east of New Bern. Picnics were nice on the grass under the trees. We had to wait a half hour before we could go back into the brown water after eating our pimiento cheese or banana sandwiches. Dad made a great float out of a large innertube and some rope and plywood. It was a battleship, a submarine, a seamonster, a fishing boat....all this and more. Dad has always been a child at heart and he knew how to make things that we'd enjoy. I'll tell you more about that later.
See mom smiling at me. I'd like to think that I was a big pleasure to be around, but I think that I was shy and clingy. In spite of being timid, my life has been full of blessings and good times. I wouldn't trade my life with anyone. My head is full of sweet memories and my heart has been fed on love, trust, and security.
Flanner's Beach, on the Neuse River. Lots of clams. Sometimes dolphins or porpoises in the distance. I remember.
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