To the Editor:
As a kid, summer meant one thing: two glorious weeks at a rented house right on the beach at Sixth Street in Ship Bottom. Like many parents, mine allowed us to bring friends, and in my case, that meant my two inseparable cousins, Eric and Joel. Those weeks were an awakening for us – a sun-drenched, sand-between-our-toes immersion into beach life, filled with surfing, crabbing and the burgeoning awareness of girls.
It was there, on those very beaches, that I first learned to surf.
August 20, 2025
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