I started visiting Beach Haven more than 50 years ago as a late teen. A close friend in high school’s family had a home on 11th Street that they rarely used. The place could best be described as a two-bedroom shack with a kitchen. But that shack was perfect for two teenage boys who had just received their driver’s licenses. Bring on summer! Let the body surfing competition begin!

Next to the shack was a small vacant lot that remained unoccupied for most of my youth.