It was July 1, Sunday Funday, as every Sunday in the summer is so lovingly called, when boaters make their way to the sandbar in Ship Bottom for sun, fun and good times. We had hamburgers packed, plenty of soda and water, and snacks galore. I even had my iPad with me so I could Skype with my daughter in Florida and be part of my grandson’s first birthday.

As we all enjoyed the water, sun and just the pure perfection of the day, one of the guys from another boat stepped on something lying on the…