Saturday, November 11, 2017
Memories Journal #18
There is a little town on the northeastern tip of the Olympic Peninsula so quaint called Port Townsend. In 2014, my father came for a visit from North Carolina to spend time with my brother. I drove myself and my three children up to PT for an extra long weekend to have a mini family reunion. It was early spring and the winds were brisk. 2014 was a memorable year for our family because my 14 year old son had just moved in with us permanently. We spent our family time eating pizza, walking around town, strolling pebble beaches, and it was the first time in my life I saw a bald eagle.
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