Conch Shell

I will never forget how this shell landed in my possession. Our family took a trip to the Bahamas and we usually ended up off of the beaten path. We rented a car and explore the island and ended up on a dead end road that ended at a small stretch of beach. We got out to look around and saw this very tan, weathered man with long hair. As soon as he saw us he quickly turned and disappeared into his house. My dad said we should probably go. By the time we were in the car and looked up he was standing in front with a large bucket in one hand and a shell in the other. He was such a nice man. The experience was the gift of a lifetime. The shell is just a bonus.

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