That’s a 13-year-old me at the helm of Dad’s Donzi, wearing the Air King he gave to me earlier that month. We were headed out to go fishing from our Long Beach NY home. Those were the days.
Dad, the NY home, and the Donzi are gone now.
The watch, after 55 years, is still with me. As are the memories.
This is why some watches will never be sold or traded.
All the best to everyone… HEO