As summer continued, so did the tales of the taggers. Many days were filled with familiar faces, excited steps of children and of course avoidance of new comers. Questions including, “Wasn’t the summer almost over? beach tags are still required,? how much for the day?” were expressed from many unfamiliar faces.
One tagger, who thought that she had seen it all throughout the summer, was surprised when a very unhappy beachgoer confiscated her chair and threw it in the dunes. Along with the negatives, came the positives of many invitations for end of the summer beach gatherings, “sit and take a rest, you have been walking these beaches all summer!” Thoughts of a wonderful summer coming to an end filled many conversations.
Threats of the hurricane Irene, a mandatory evacuation, and lost days at the shore ended the summer with an increased appreciation of what a day on the beach is really worth. The last two weekends on duty for the taggers brought a whole new tone for their tales. The storm had been kind to their homes and beaches, thoughts of school, winter, and snow returned to their minds and now the unanimous consensus was that a day on the beach was priceless
Cape May – The number one reason I didn’t vote for Donald Trump was January 6th and I found it incredibly sad that so many Americans turned their back on what happened that day when voting. I respect that the…
