Surf Drive

I grew up in Falmouth, Massachusetts, on Cape Cod. My house was literally a five minute walk to the beach. Surf Drive Beach. And from the time I was born, Surf Drive Beach was the place I wanted to be. And it still is.

Mom was really great about bring us to the beach. In the mornings during the summer, Mom would make sandwiches, pack a basket with drinks, chips and cookies, and away we would go to the beach. From the time we could walk, we had swimming lessons. Mom would sit on her beach chair, reading the latest novel, and we would spend the day swimming.

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Surf Drive Beach in 1966

Now don’t get me wrong. Not every day in the summer on Cape Cod is beautiful, sunny and hot. In fact there were many foggy days, where our lips turned blue while we swam in the somewhat cool ocean. But it didn’t matter, because Surf Drive Beach was my free space. The place I could most feel alive and wild and wonderful.

Even now, fifty-nine years down the road, Surf Drive Beach still warms my heart and soul. I can walk out onto the jetties and my soul re-energizes! The sound of the ocean soothes my soul.

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Me enjoying Surf Drive Beach in September 2017

I think I will always feel this way. Surf Drive Beach will always be home, no matter where I live or how old I get.

3 thoughts on “Surf Drive”

  1. We have been to Cape Cod many years ago, I loved it very much it was there I had for the first (and last time) a lobster burger and a lazy lobster !

  2. Thanks for putting into perfect words the way I feel.
    I was so upset to find that the Fall storms basically took away the section beach at the foot of Mill Road. Have never seen it happen before. The town says it will replenish it. Hope so, not just for my sake but for all the tourism, too!

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