To the Editor: 

I would like to submit two poems in memory of my Aunt Joann Kelty, who recently passed away from brain cancer. She and my Uncle Doug have been taking me to LBI for summer vacations since I was little. They bought a beach house in Beach Haven seven years ago, and my family stays there every summer. It is our happy place. Here is the first poem:

Sometimes I think of my happy place

Where the ocean washes my cares away

Of breezy nights and salty air

Perched upon that old beach chair

Hauling mountains of junk through sand

To find the perfect patch of land

Fantasy Island’s merry go roundSeagulls, waves, such calming soundsSticky hands at the Skipper DipperBedtime, singing songs of FlipperSqueals of delight as you splashed in the bay,August 4, 2022