Each morning I walk a little further north on the boardwalk. Today I reached this restored Coast Guard Station built in 1903. It is now used as a museum dedicated to the men who maned such stations along the Virginia shoreline. I just can't imagined jumping into that rowboat in the middle of a storm to rescue some crew-members from drowning as their ship floundered in the waves.
I find as I walk the deserted boardwalk my mind says "Run Art" and my body says "walk". Just wish they would make up their minds so I would know what to do.
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Art why do you want to run? Is it scary on the boardwalk?
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