Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Creating Memories that Last a Lifetime ...

Happy summer, everybody! If I was technically clever, I would here insert a riff from one of the many rock tunes that feature the word “summer,” but you will have to simply use your imagination. Now, with the weather cooperating with blissful sunny days, it’s easier to think about what summer means, and summer vacation in particular. For many people, summer vacation = Wellfleet.

Our current Green Room guests both came to Cape Cod as children. The man told me about memories of walking out on the flats, at low tide; fishing with his father out of Wellfleet Harbor; exploring the various beaches. He was here to relive those memories and share them with his girlfriend, as well as to kayak.

This conversation made me realize that my son had been doing exactly the same thing during his visit earlier this month. He had enjoyed walking down to PJs for ice cream cones, so he went with his daughter, more than once. The first place he took his family was Duck Harbor. The second place was Dyer Pond. We went out for lobster at Moby Dick’s and learned Todd Barry once worked for David Francis at the Lobster Hutt, just as did my son. What Todd does at Moby’s is, in fact, a copy of the model David launched. Even the red and white oilcloths on the tables are similar. The Wellfleet flea market was also on the family list of must-sees. What my son was doing was creating happy memories of summer for his own children, based on childhood experiences.

Favorite summer memories for me include collecting fireflies in a jar with holes and then letting them go. My brother surely would remember our games of Wiffle ball in Washington, DC. For my eldest daughter, the memory would be roasting marshmallows. What are yours?

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Ah, yes, the lightening bugs. Great memories anytime I see those. I have many good childhood memories and going down that lane is something Dale and I do everytime we visit Kansas City. We tour our old neighborhood, stop and talk to old neighbors if they're out. We're living my childhood vacation memories, which were usually spent in the Ozarks.
I grew up in Falmouth and summer vacation was every day at the beach. Mom just packed up all five kids and we headed out.
sigh. Wish I could do it again.
Growing up on the beach spoils you for anywhere else.
What a wonderful posts- and the pictures were great also. As far as childhood memories- so many many great ones....kite fighting, spider contests, playing outside- LOTS of outdoor playing until the sun went down and I heard my name being called.
This maybe would not have been one of those summer songs you'd have added, but it is always part of summer for me:
Mary Black Song for Ireland http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sbRuLOfHYfw
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The smell of lilacs at my grandparents house. Laying in our sleeping bags on their roof, and watching the fireworks on the nearby lake.
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Having grown up right near the beach, I can relate to so many of these memories - esp. catching fireflies, one of my favorite things to do each night after dinner. What a great, natural night-lite those jars made! And who can ever forget that sweet, coconut-like smell of sunblock?
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sarah henry · 717 weeks ago

The sound of cicadas. The smell of sunscreen and salt. The joy of swimming in the ocean. Gelato. The feel of clean white sheets on very sunburned skin.
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