Yesterday, strolling the boards with Mom & Dad.
A day trip to the beach for his 71st birthday.
Just like when we were kids.
Back then, Dad would occasionally wake up on a Saturday morning with an itch to go and we packed up quickly and went.
This time around, Tim and I drove up separately to surprise him.
It's hard not to get instantly reflective when you're in a place that defined your summers as a kid.
As a family.
Then.
Now.
It goes by faster than they say.
The sights and sounds and smells here bring it all rushing back.
I'm a kid again.
...and Dad's happy.
