
This months new banner is of Playa Mar Chiquita in
Manati, that little speck in the water on the left hand side is my cousin Tony. He grew up in Manati and during his visit last October, we went to Mar Chiquita, re-visiting his childhood memories. Summer time reminds me of beaches. Going to the beach as a kid was the highlight of my summer. We went to Rockaway Beach in Queens, New York. We got there early to get the best spot and were the last to leave. I spent hours watching the seagulls, who were on a constant vigil for food left unattended. Located across the street was Rockaway Playland. On rare occasions there was enough money to go to playland and ride the bumper cars or the carousel. Oh, those were sweet memories. Now I live on a tropical island, where beaches are many, all a little different, all beautiful. Today is Beach day at the Asylum: Welcome to my world.