Nov 17, 2005 22:05
I was driving through Dover returning a movie when I was hit by a moment of nostalgia.
It was about 230 in the afternoon, I was driving by Dover high school which had just let out for the day. And then I did it. I beeped my horn and waved in the opposite direction.
I glanced back in my rear view mirror to see several confused Dover High School students staring at my car. It brought a smile to my face.
Marshfield....our lives are your vacations.