I'm not sure how this little tradition got started - somewhere in Key Largo, perhaps…although, now that I think about it, it may have been Paige’s idea, when we were in Orlando. Yeah, it must have been Paige. Anyway; whenever it was 11 o’clock, the “Jaeger!” call went up and the Jaeger bombs were laid out. We carried this tradition throughout our trip, with pride!
Orlando, we had them with Paige...
Key Largo, we had them with Jackie...
Key West (day 1), we had them with...oh, a number of people...
Key West (day 2), we had them with Fred the parakeet at Bablu's...
Englewood (day 1), we had them with Dixie, courtesy of Diane...
Englewood (day 2), we had them with...oh, lots of people, again...
(It should be apparent that there were plenty of times other than 11 o'clock when the call went out.)
Hey, it's always Jaeger o'clock somewhere!!
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