By: Ed Nichols I left my motel and walked up the beach, turned in front of the pier and walked over three blocks to Al’s Café. It was going to be a fine day. A few cottony clouds moved out of…
By: Ed Nichols I left my motel and walked up the beach, turned in front of the pier and walked over three blocks to Al’s Café. It was going to be a fine day. A few cottony clouds moved out of…