For me, a child of the ’60s, the last day of school in mid-June was particularly exciting. Mom drove us down the shore from Pennington to our summer home in Beach Haven Crest.

Not having AC in the car was hard, however, and the smell of pine sap made me sick. I also got motion sickness. Ugh! It was a constant battle. I don’t get motion sickness anymore, but from time to time I smell that sap and my stomach gets queasy. The car ride consisted of Mom or Dad’s talk radio station, fighting with a sibling or two for room on the seat and not being squished to death on turns. Good times, grrrr!

As we pulled up to the shore house, I made a quick scan of our neighborhood to see if any friends had beat me down.