When my cousins and I were little, our grandpa or one of our parents would shuttle us over to Great Gun, the beach at the end of Fire Island, N.Y., or to the very tip of Westhampton Beach on the other side of the Moriches Inlet. We would drop anchor in a cove on the bay side of the dunes and either stay there and wade in the water or climb the white sand dunes to the ocean side and play wiffle ball. For me, these trips always ended in third degree burns. One time I ripped the bottom of my foot open on a rusty boardwalk nail. I have nothing but good memories from these trips.
Category Archives: Around Town
We’re another week into summer people. The weather has so far been cooperating, people are generally in a good mood, and the only part of my body that got sunburned over the weekend was the top of my ears. That’s a win in my book! Oh, and Independence Day is Friday!! Not sure how things can get much better, but here’s the stuff making me happy this week.
Back on the Boat: More than a year and a half after Superstorm Sandy, Captain Curly is back on the water! During the storm, two neighboring boats landed on her, and she’s been in the boat hospital since winter 2013. This past weekend, the Turnbull crew took her out to Great Gun (the end of Fire Island), over to the Moriches Inlet, and up the Ocean Ave. canal. She ran like a dream. Welcome back, Cap’n!
Since I’ve alerted all of you to this fiasco, I thought I should let everyone know that my wallet has been found and is now back in my possession where it belongs. I have to thank the staff at the Palace Theater for being so awesome, especially Tom, the carpenter, and the glamorous Barbara with the fabulous headscarf. I also need to thank Uncle Tom and Aunt Eileen for being so awesome in times of crisis, and my mom, for her efforts:
Jean: It wasn’t stolen from you. I think you did what you think you did and that was thinking that you put it in your pocketbook and instead laid it on top of it and when you picked up your bag the wallet fell on the ground. A very very nice family that had to pass your seat to get out picked it up, tried to catch up with you and couldn’t so they bought it to the lost and found. period, end of story.
me: haha do we live in a fairytale world?
Jean: yes and I like it here