I had to throw a party to commemorate the the lovely season we all enjoyed.
Despite warnings by The Harbour Master as to what would happen if he
saw a camera (that might catch him in embarrassing poses), I managed
to get a few fun pics, anyway :-)

"Ok, we're here - let's get the party rolling, Commodore . . . ."

"Ya, I've been here for 15 minutes and I haven't seen
Dave spill a drink yet."

Billy came pre primed for a party :-)

"So, what you're saying is that you don't know how you got that beer
bottle attached to your head."

Alrighty then, you wanted a PARTY?!?!

Gotta get the guitars tuned up, first.

Get down, Debbie!

Ok, you can get back up now.

Sing into the mike, Harbour Master.

"THIS is how you sing, young David."

Woooooooooooooow!

Showing Billy the finer points of tuning an air guitar.

Man, I should have been a rock star.

Nice socks, buddy!

Yes, everyone was surprised to see Bruce up dancing with Pat.
(I was hoping he'd dance with me :-)

Pat seems equally surprised - and happy!

"Ok, Commodore, we are back in our seats - let's get on
with the ceremony."

Let's see who the first recipient is  . . . . . .

'MARKER BOY' - Who the hell put THAT one
in the box?!?!?!?
You silly people! That one really caught me off guard!
What a laugh ! ! ! !

Since Skipper Bruce forgot his specs, I was obliged to read
his citation for him.

"Let's see if I can make it out with this magnifying glass . . . ."

Gumby did not need the magnifying glass to read his . . .

Saluting Ensign Gumby!

Gumby protecting me - as Debbie was in a threatening stance.
By the way, does anyone know what happened to the
full bottle of Irish Cream I had that night??

"Come on, let's get on with the ceremony, I'm running out of munchies!"

The Harbour Master & I, saluting the decree during
the sacred ceremony.

Debbie had her own idea for a salute.
Still don't know where that FULL bottle of Irish Cream went to . . . 

"Ok, Debbie, just settle down, this is supposed to be fun,
quit picking on young David."

As you can see, I was forced to escort Debbie back to her seat.
Pat looks comfy, eh?

Ok - NOW I know who drank that
FULL bottle of Irish Cream!
Sorry, Graham!

After witnessing Debbie's shameful display, Martha was excited to
see what fun items her grab bag contained.

Ohhhh - pretty flags!

Getting pretty late in the evening, it was time for one last dance with Sharon.

As the invitations said, when Frankie passed out, it was time for everyone
to depart - it looks as though I was almost ready . . . .

Once again - that was a hoot! Thanks, gang!

(Nov. 23/02)