An old-guard, stalwart, long-contributing member of our club used to declare this so often that it became a catch phrase fondly associated with him. At 89 he still managed to get to club activities, including appearing in the annual group photo of past Commodores. I was glad he was in it last year as we lost him in the spring. I thought of him today when I captured this image. Here’s to ya, Walter; it was a beautiful day.