There was make-your-own-sub-sandwich lunch time:
and there was play Monopoly time
There was a long walk on the beach with my father, under stormy skies:
There were pelicans doing synchronized acrobatics in the sky:
There was a surprise for those of turning forty years old (my little sister, Jennifer) and those of us turning 50 years old (yours truly)
Then there was sunset on the beach --
There was the usual high drama, too, but I'll leave you with the illusion of perfection. Usually, it's the fine line between them where most of family relationships lie, and our family is like most, I imagine, in that respect.