
Happy crazy memories tickle my fancy as I look at this long forgotten photo recently scanned. Mom and Dad in the Station Wagon, and my sister and her hubby and kids in the other car. I would guess it was about 1962 or ’63, at Long Beach Peninsula in Washington State. That looks like part of my brother-in-law’s wet suit on top of the car. He and my dad spent a lot of the day out fishing, while the moms and kids played in the sand and waves. Of course the men had the car keys in their pockets… and no one could find them when the tide started coming in. There the cars sat… I am sure Dad thought they parked up far enough from the water. I was only 4 or 5, but I remember that water getting closer and closer, until it was lapping at the wheels and still a’ comin’. Mom and Sis (she was 24 years older than me) were getting a bit frantic looking for the guys, and watching us little kids. The water was up around the cars when some people came to help, and dragged the cars up farther on the beach and out of the water. My memories are from a child’s perspective, and so I am not clear about the details, but oh boy we were all so grateful! You can just imagine what happened when the men showed back up all oblivious! Good thing Mom was a kind soul who did not like to yell and fight. Needless to say the guys felt properly chagrined and we were all so happy to drive safely back off that beach!
