Way back in 1993, Mary Sue and I decided to move to Annapolis from Denver. It was a move shaped by desire and experience, not by the requirements of family or a job.
It happened this way. During the mid-1980s, we lived in Washington, D.C., for four years. As lifelong sailors, we bought a sailboat which we kept at Herrington Harbour. We spent many of our weekends anchored in Spa Creek or another of the Annapolis area creeks It didn’t take long for us to fall in love with Annapolis, so four years after returning to Denver we decided to make Annapolis our home.
When we came back to Annapolis to look for a place to live, we stayed at the Scotlaur Inn, the bed and breakfast above Chick and Ruth’s Delly on Main Street. That’s when I first met Chick Levitt and his son, “Uncle Ted” Levitt.
Following the passing of Chick in 1995, Ted and Beth, his wife of 37 years, assumed responsibility for the management and operations of the inn and restaurant.
After moving here, we would visit Chick and Ruth’s from time to time, usually for breakfast or lunch. One Saturday morning about three years ago, Ted Levitt was walking the floor and, as always, talking to customers.
When he came to our table, I asked him, “Ted, are you ever going to retire?”
“Absolutely,” he said.
“Well, if you are, I would like to do a story about your bonus years plans. Do you know what you’re going
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