Both the vacation and my family were mini that week, because it was just my parents, sister, and me. The three boys weren't there. (They will always be "the boys" in a family context, I think, even though they have been men for years.) We went to the Gloucester area and crashed in the home of the kind of good-natured friends who don't mind you crashing--or at least act like they don't mind. I just took a few pictures of our outing to the Gloucester breakwater. So many memories of having been there numerous times in the past.
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