To the Editor:

While I stood on the beach early Sunday morning, a tall young man approached and asked if I was with the surfer we both observed out in the ocean. Yes, I responded, watching as my husband did his best to catch a ride on the latest wave. “I just had to ask,” the young man continued, “because my girlfriend spends a lot of time watching as I surf and I wanted to say that now I understand what it is like to be the person waiting on the shore.”

I laughed at his admission, and we continued to converse for quite some time.

July 19, 2017