Days Gone By...

I must thank Tim York and our silly facebook banter for bringing to mind very real memories for me....

I was fortunate enough to have a very close family when I was a small child. I suppose I was about 3 or 4, but I remember bits and pieces of the vacations we would take AS a family. Mom, Dad, my 2 sisters, me and my maternal grandparents WOULD load up in the station wagon with the fake wooden sides and head to the beach. I'm not sure which beach. It would take forever it seems to get there. I remember we always had a hotel ON the beach though, and we would all share a room. My parents and grandparents would sleep on the beds. My sisters and I would sleep on pool floats on the floor covered in sheets. I remember my swim ring that looked like a big Lifesavers candy, and my granddaddy rolling up the legs of his khaki pants and jumping waves with me. I don't think he owned shorts. It was on one of these trips that I learned to swim, developed my love of the sea, and my hatred of sand. I still love the smell of tanning oil and the taste of the salt air...

Thanks Tim