I remember my father and I standing at the edge of the sand dunes and watching the beautiful waves of the Atlantic gently make their way on shore. It was 1979, I was about five years old, my dad took my hand and told me we were going to see something special today. I was scared and excited. As the moon began to cover the sun, the ocean never looked so alive. That’s my only memory of a solar eclipse.  My family was camping down in Myrtle Beach that beautiful day. It’s a memory that I will never forget. Over…Continue reading