Monday was a day that found me feeling a bit nostalgic. I was thinking about my brother and sister and growing up, the youngest in my family, on Cape Cod.
We lived a 5 minute walk from the beach and each sunny day in the summer we would walk down to the beach with my mother, her beach chair, a cooler/picnic and my mother’s book. Mom would sit and read her books, and my sister would watch me, making sure I did not try to swim to Martha’s Vineyard. My brother would swim as well, although he didn’t really want to do too much with his baby sister. (I was younger than him by 7 years.)
I loved the beach. I loved the smell of the salt water, the warm sand beneath my feet and the sun on my face. My cousins would come, usually in August and then we would all go to the beach. This was even better because Janet was there, and she and I played in a world, all our own!
Mom loved the beach so much. As did Janet’s parent’s, my Aunt Betty and Uncle George. In fact my Uncle George taught me to dive, and swim distances and most importantly, what to do if I got tired in the water…float.
Uncle George was also sort of my Hero.
You see, one day I was playing at the edge of the surf, when I stepped down and had one of my toes nearly cut off! I stood there crying watching the blood flow! My Uncle picked me up, wrapped a towel around my foot and carried me home, then drove me to the emergency room where I had 4 stitches to sew my toe back on.
The picture below was taken when I was five years old. That is my late brother, Dickie, my sister, Melodie and the scrawny little thing at the end is me.
I’m feeling very nostalgic because in 2 weeks, Janet and I will be going back to Cape Cod for my High School Reunion. Hubby is staying home, to care for the dogs, and once again it will be Janet and me going all over town, remembering…
I love the beach too…how fun to grow up just a short walk from the shore. I’m sure you’ll have a great time at the reunion!
and I’m absolutely looking forward to it, too! What a cute picture of you guys 🙂
When we stayed at NY driving down to Boston and then to the Niagara falls, we also stopped in Cape Cod and I loved it so much !! what a beautiful place and there we ate so much lobster ! Mr. G. loved the “Lazy Lobster” and Dario was crazy about the “Lobster burgers” That was something to tell his friends ! they were green of jalousy, lol !
Ouch on the toe! Sounds like a great place to grow up.
I can’t imagine living right by the beach. Have a great time at your reunion.
It is so nice to hear someone else’s memories of growing up a true ‘clamdigger’ (except for that poor little toe! Owie:-(
I grew up within 5 miles of the beach myself and salt water just does something special to my soul.
My aunt and uncle bought a house just outside of Chatham in 1988 and retired there 2 years ago. Such lovely beaches there, pretty and quiet.
Some of my best childhood memories are of when my cousins and aunts and uncles would come down in the summer and stay with my grandparents and us- huge family treks to the beach in Grandma’s station wagon in the way-way back with all the chairs and bags still sandy from the last visit.
I bet your high school reunion coming up is kicking up tons of memories. Have a wonderful, wonderful trip 🙂