Jameson with a Shot of Salt Water

I took a walk on the beach on President’s Day last year. It was after a storm. I often find interesting things that wash up on the sand, usually plastic items or cigarette butts that wash down from the city in the storm drains. This day I found a soggy message in a pint-sized Jameson bottle. I wondered where it might have washed in from, maybe Tahiti or Korea. No, turns out it washed up the coast 3 miles from the south. Here it is.