It's the end of October, and Pam and I (and our three dogs and cat, and Jeremiah the horse) are preparing to head south in our RV for Florida and warmer temps. As often happens, I think back on our time on the boat. With all the fun times we had, and the many fine people we met, it is with a sense of melancholy. I miss Drift Away.
Yep... this is the song that gave Drift Away its name.
Just listening to this song makes me choke up a little.
Drift Away is now in St. Augustine and getting a complete cosmetic makeover. It is now named Happy Ours. The folks that bought it seem nice. If you see Happy Ours, say hi for me.
Yep... this is the song that gave Drift Away its name.
Just listening to this song makes me choke up a little.
Drift Away is now in St. Augustine and getting a complete cosmetic makeover. It is now named Happy Ours. The folks that bought it seem nice. If you see Happy Ours, say hi for me.