Quite a few years ago, we were on our way to the shore. We have been going to the same shore house for almost 50 years! It is not fancy or new but it's a big old Victorian that has room for literally everyone, no matter what. I've slept in every bedroom from the attic to the room called the chapel room. I can remember my brother sticking his wet finger in the outlet to see if he would get electrocuted. (He did get shocked.) I remember my freshly bathed and pajamaed sister climbing back into the full bathtub to play a little more. I remember my cousin and I took a boat ride from some cute guys we had just met, from the bar back to our street. I remember my other cousin, a lifeguard, telling us which bars we should go to and which parties we shouldn't. I remember being a newlywed and going with my husband for the first time. I remember bringing each of my children down for their first time to see the ocean. Each time we go there we are filled and refilled with the love of t
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