It’s the summer and families across the country are taking their vacations.
For me, it was a trip down to Jacksonville, Florida, to a home owned by a friend about a mile up the St. Johns River from the Atlantic Coast. Having been there before, I have watched dolphins ride the bow waves of ships as they come in, and my son caught a sculpin-looking fish off a piece of string cheese we bought at a gas station. However, this time was different.
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