Memory of St. Augustine

There seems to be some sort of unwritten rule with me that whenever The Shawshank Redemption comes on TV, all work ceases, and I just have to watch this movie. I'm not sure why I like this movie so much...I find it amazing that two classic movies(the other, Stand By Me) were made from a collection of Steven King's short stories, called Different Seasons. He must have really tapped into a weird creative force or the zeitgeist to come up with those stories at the same time.
I finished the book project a few hours ago, so now I'm just chilling.
For some odd reason or another, I was thinking about a wedding I went to years ago in St. Augustine, of a close friend with whom I shared several Journalism school classes. I was working at an internet advertising company here in Jersey, so I had to fly down to Jacksonville and rent a car.
I was cutting it real close with time. I think I arrived at 11, and the wedding was at 1, and I still had to get dressed. I got there just in time...
Beautiful wedding, great reception, but the part I remember most is the five minutes I took to just stare out on the bay.
Sometimes, you have the benefit of realizing that the moments you are experiencing are going to be memories you hold forever, and I came to that conclusion as I was getting into my car to drive onward to Gainesville. I thought to myself that there wasn't any hurry for me to leave, and who knows the next time you'll get to see this view.
So I got out of my car and walked out to the water wall edge, and just stood there. I can remember the view, the smell of the salt water, the sounds, and the heat tempered by a sea breeze. I knew I would remember this moment, so I let go of all thoughts and lived in the moment completely, soaking it all in.
I can still remember it now, and if I need to, I can go back to that point whenever I want. That's a nice thought when it's cold up here in Jersey, or I get a strong case of cube fever.
I caught the end of the movie Glory today, and before the final assault onto the fort, Robert Shaw, played by Matthew Broderick, stood on the shore and stared out on the water, watching Sea Gulls hunt, or gull, or whatever it is they do. I guess that was what this memory back to me today. Of course, I'm not about to go start an assault on a fort.