My dad called me the week before Labor Day and invited me to come down to Galveston. My Aunt Sharlet, who I haven’t seen since I was 6, was in town and had rented a beach house on Jamaica Beach and wanted to see me. So, Wendell and I packed a few things and headed out after church.
We had a good time. I wasn’t sure what to expect since it had been 30 years since I saw her and my dad and I don’t really talk on a regular basis, but it all turned out well.
My Aunt Sharlet and her husband Wesley.
Random pictures taken from the beach house deck. The one on the right is of a little sand crab. You can’t see him here since he’s so well camouflaged, but if you click on the pic you’ll see him just below and a little to the left of his hole. The pic on the left is the sunrise Monday morning.
Sunday night after the beach cleared out myself, Wendell and my dad went down to the beach to go swimming. Dad and I were talking about our time in the Navy and found out both of us, when out to sea, had seen waves that glowed. We were trying to explain it to Wendell when all of a sudden he was like, “hey, what is that! I see something glowing in the water.” I thought for sure he was just seeing things, but after a few seconds you could see it everywhere when you moved your hands through the water. It was pretty cool that one moment we’re talking about it and the next we’re surrounded by it! Sorry, no picture. I tried to find one in Google images, but no luck. I imagine it would take a special camera and a lot of luck to get a pic of it.