The whole crew on our last night in town.
I'm not sure this is what the BYOB clam shack had in mind....
A mid-bike-ride libation.
Walktails. Because sometimes you have to take the kids to the playground.
Rainy day beers and oysters.
The men of the hour.
Me and Aunt Bess at the Tea Dance.
Boy time!
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