There we are, "enjoying"
some time outdoors. Right behind those trees in back of us was
the cliffs. They dropped hundreds of feet to the sea. Was it
dangerous living so close to the edge? Now that I think about
it . . . it was an especially dangerous place because I don't
recall seeing a fence at the edge of our property.
From the left, that's Shawn, Jamie,
Steve and me during the great winter of 1962-63.