Monte and I are both truly sad to hear that Jimmy Buffet died last night. Like millions of other people, we spent time talking this morning about the times we saw him live in concert, when, where, and what great shows they were.
We went to the boat this morning to do a few chores. Afterward, we walked up the hill to the marina’s restaurant and ordered cheeseburgers and margaritas to toast his passing.
After being hounded mercilessly by SiriusXM for a few months by email, text, and phone to renew our trial subscriptions from the new cars, which have both expired, I reactivated it today just to listen to Radio Margaritaville.
🍔🍹🌅⛵️🏴☠️
RIP Jimmy. Thanks for all the music.
Sheila365 
Where it all ends I can’t fathom my friends
If I knew I might toss out my anchor
So I cruise along always searchin’ for songs
Not a lawyer a thief or a banker
But a son of a son, son of a son
Son of a son of a sailor
Son of a gun, load the last ton
One step ahead of the jailer
Sweet
Yep. My generation lost two special ambassadors today. Jimmy Buffet, a one of a kind troubadour, that quietly touched me. Jo and I attende his concerts. I was a closet “ParrotHead”. I wore my faded parrot head tee shirt all day. Will sleep in it and have a cheeseburger for breakfast.
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Gene, who was the other?