This is an image looking off over Casco Bay from the Eastern Promenade, just after 7 AM amid blowing snow. It certainly is one of my favorite spots in the city. When you had four kids, this became a night out for the family. Mom and Dad piled us in the station wagon, and we were off to either the Village or Sportsman's Grill for dinner. After the meal, we often headed to the Prom to watch the comings and goings of tankers, tugs and pleasure boats. Once settled Dad sat back and regaled us with stories, half truths and even a few lies thrown in for good measure. Knowing my Dad and his stories, I'm sure the 'lies' were added for important teaching points to us youngsters seated in the rear. If we were lucky, a big ship was docked at the Maine State Pier, or we caught a steam locomotive dragging cars from Montreal into the Grand Trunk station. All in all, a night on the town for the family of 6 was always quite an adventure.