
The first time I saw Captain Jack's was twenty-five years ago. Since this was before the self-isolation days of the iPod, you were carried along the dock by music played from an LP. The speakers were set up discretely among all sorts of groovyness. We didn't stay there, but I do remember the music being the type that would make any pirate want to come to shore with roses for his mate.
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Hi Greg - I was pleased to see your comment on my http://pastelseacloudraw.blogspot.com/>pastel journal, and I thought I'd go to your journal and take a look. I especially enjoyed the pastels from Cape Cod as my mother was from Plymouth, Mass, and I spent much time on the cape as a youngster.
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