. yeah, I know where her hand is... Dash through the shower in the morning, get dressed, load up our bags and hit the local diner for breakfast, then ...t’s off to the marina.When we arrive, Carlita and Brindy are hauling things from their SUV, and the Gleason clan is coming up the road behind us.It’s a beautiful day, maybe twenty percent cloud cover, and a nice breeze, something I imagine to be a ‘plus’ for a sailboat.The boat in question is BIG. Carlita says thirty-six feet. Looks big. I hear. However, I felt very peculiar. Suddenly I remembered that I was meeting friends. I checked my watch, it was a little after ten minutes to six.I ventured into the busy crowds and headed for the Ferris wheel, our meeting place. As I shuffled along I spotted a very tall, leggy, and beautiful blond girl. I was sure that ZZ Top had her in mind when they wrote their hit. The thought brought a powerful feeling of Déjà vu.The girl looked straight at me and smiled, and a star-like glint flashed at me. “You two remind me of me and my wife back in the day; so, they’re letting in people starting at ten, correct?” Dan asked.“Yessir, that’s right. The food concessions open at eleven, Michael’s orchestra plays from three pm to five pm, and at five, provided they have shown up, the entertainment starts - the people on your list.”“How’d you get these very diverse set of entertainers to show up today?” Dan asked.“Well, we announced this was happening here ... over a year ago. Over the next month,. His staff was already on overtime, and those not into the music wanted to go home. The problem was that the audience that had to be near capacity didn't want us to quit. They knew when they were getting something special.The manager finally came on stage and grabbed a microphone, "Ladies and Gentlemen, these guys are getting weary and need to shut it down. I'll do my best to see if we can do this again on a weekend when we stay open until one or later. Thank you for your patronage and please.