Our family loved going to the the beach. I’ll say that again: Our family loved going to the beach.” Of course! What’s more fun than “treasure hunting” for baby crabs under the rocks, wading in the tide pools and jumping over waves as the surf comes in? Here in Washington the beaches can be chilly until late summer and there’s usually some fog early in the day, but once the sun comes out the fun begins.
Every year dad rented a cabin at Long Beach and just outside the back door of the cabin was a sand dune for me to play in under mom’s watchful eyes. My sister and brother being a bit older were allowed to walk down to the town of Long Beach and play checkers on the big cement checkerboard, and then buy some old fashioned salt water taffy. Now this taffy wasn’t wrapped as it is today, in individual wrappers, but was in a big sheet and the candy store operator would whack it with a mallet to break off the needed pieces for Pat and Bob to buy. And there were so many things to do at the ocean. If we weren’t playing on the beach itself there was always a chance to ride horses or double on a “tandem.” But the most fun was playing on the beach… I can still feel the sand between my toes, warm and squishy.. oh yes.
Here’s my “bathing beauty” picture, my handsome dad in his swim suit, probably about 1940 or so.
Susan J. Edminster, Granite Falls Washington, All Rights Reserved
Written for Carnival of Genealogy, June 11, 2009. Picture is the sole property of Susan J. Edminster, Granite Falls Washington