Growin' up we was so poor...we couldn't afford water skiis...we had to use the dock.

This is pix of my bro (the elder) towing his pooch Jackson around Genoa Bay. B the E is the warfinger (pron: war-fin-jer) at Genoa Bay Marina. Apparently my concept of what that job entails is completely off the mark.
It is not about being a salty old dog, working in a marina and mucking around on boats...
it is about parading a salty old dog, around the marina, behind a boat.

Colour me embarrassed.

:)