Just returned. So many stories. I'll start here:
We are our brother's keeper....So we head off for a long walk on the beach, Lee's got his waist pack, which I forget to close as we meander along the water - for miles, finally stop for a beer at a little beach bar, and realize that his wallet is no longer in our pack. Bummer. Better head back and take care of business (cancel credit cards, etc.). As we are walking back, a local guy comes running up the beach yelling "Are you Lee?" (his photo ID is in his wallet and he is very identifiable). "We been looking for you, mon. Someone found your wallet!". He sprints back in the other direction, passes the news onto the next guy and the next, until another local guy comes running up waving Lee's wallet. "I been looking and looking for you, it's wet but here mon". Wallet completely in tact and his reminder to us, "We are our brothers keeper, mon". The next day our hero was proudly donning his new Packers shirt on the beach. Yep, our brothers keeper - so simple if we could just all live by that.
