June 22nd was a big day for Mike. He turned 70 years old. All of our kids put together and paid for us to go sailing on the ocean. Our sailboat was 42' and had a crew of two. I was doing so well (stomach wise) that I decided to try to take a picture of the huge waves that we were crashing through. Not a good idea. I didn't loose it, however, and Adam and several of those who went out with him the next morning all barffed over and over again.
Our guys decided to bring us back to calmer waters and they let him sail the ship for quite a long time. You can tell that he wasn't enjoying it at all ^o^.
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