The clan of seven invaded for Labor Day
weekend arriving on Friday and on Sunday evening
headed up the dune road to watch the sunset

after dinner, after two days at the beach.
The couple sat listening to Tropico — Alborada
by M.M. Ponce played beautifully and

peacefully on the guitar by Horst Klee. He
reached for the wine glass as she drained hers
and he asked, “A madeira, my dear?” to which

she replied, “Savignon Blanc would be just
fine. I’m simply not a sipper of sweet wine,
my dear.” He offered, “Just a bit of forti-

fication, for when the crowd of our beloved
commandering relatives return for another day
and a half fulfilling joys and worst fears.”