My childhood memories of Rock away Beach are so very different than my parents’ memories! I left the parking lot at an anxious trot, anxious to hit that hot sand and stake my claim on a 8’ X 8’ piece of the beach! My parents, however, were burdened with the stuff that we needed for a beach outing. Lugging towels, umbrellas, clothing changes was no small feat on the long trek from lot to sand. Most burdensome, however, was the heavy plastic food cooler (in the days before they had wheels) containing enough fluids and nourishment to feed a small army! Continue reading
