September 2nd, 2014, 1pm

It was 31°C. There was moderate breeze.

Leaving Martha’s Vineyard for me has always happened in stages. First there is the trip to the ferry and then the ferry ride itself, but I don’t feel that I’ve completely left until I cross over the Bourne Bridge. Over that last bit of water that separates Cape Cod and the islands (Martha’s Vineyard and Nantucket) from the rest of the world.

Peter, Shu, Christine and David Wade said thanks.

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Michael Silva

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