My family owned a beach house on the west end of Dauphin Island right on the gulf of America.... nearly all but lived there many times through out the four seasons.... in me and my brothers younger days we loved it ...everything about it,,,especially making a bon fire of drift wood running around chasing sand crabs at night..... walking and running up and down the beach for a mile in each direction just looking for what ever... many times throwing a quilt down a bed sheet and a pillow and sleeping to the cool breeze flowing off the gulf.

The worst things, grains of sand....keeping grains of sand from getting into your ham samich and sun burn,, sun burn, cause way back then you slathered that Coppertone lotion on with the little girl on the bottle to get cooked, there was no known threat or push to protect your skin back then.. We got so dark you'da thought we wuz doing the black face thing...

Hurricane Frederick took the house and the house property got sold... kind of miss it now,,, would have loved to have sat on the upper porch in the mornings drinking a coffee and enjoying the view and making some Vitamin D.