Cute or what?
A new wetland walkway in the park. See below.
The army (likely volunteers) clean up the beach.
I passed a bench in memory of one of the handsomest men I ever met, and he was a very nice guy until he became sick with AIDS and very angry. It was an awful time. We lost Brian, of course, but my friends and I gained family in his mother, Doris, and father, Alf.
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