...and went from there with her and the Son&Heir’s best girl (he being absent in P’cola) for dinner.
They being Hotstuff, but ASB officers, had to hasten to the venue for last minute setup responsibilities, sans escorts.Quite the scene — young lovelies in their finest and young lads uncertain about corsages...,
and the wearing of ties and 3 button jackets. 
Quite the setting — backyard on Shelter Island opening right onto the water and the marina.
Some might say I was outclassed by Yachty dads in oxford shirts.
Self delusion or not, I like to think I set the standard with my “Periodic Table of Ammunition” T-shirt.
Old White Hat, recovering sailor from East County. Yeah, I know style.
