First

Maggie is a little jet-setter. It took me sixteen years before I got my first glimpse of the ocean.  I flew into California with my Mom and my Uncle Dean pulled my wisdom teeth out.  I remember afterward Grandpa Golden took us to get a milkshake.  I was excited to see the ocean although we were only there for a few minutes.  Anyway, back in March Maggie made her first visit to the beach.