Friday, July 31, 2015

Down the Shore, the post-game report

Was that nuts or what? Memorial Day 2011 will go down in the books as the most sudden dive into the deep end of summer in memory.

Down the Shore, the post-game report


Was that nuts or what? Memorial Day 2011 will surely go down in the books as the most sudden dive into the deep end of summer in memory. Three solid days of beach weather and crowds. And warm water! Crazy. Over at Steve & Cookies in Margate, they were serving upwards of 600 meals a night. Everything from scallops (sold out by Memorial Day night) to Meatloaf (the better to warm up after a day of ocean swimming, or maybe just a desire to cling to one more winter meal). Some years, Memorial Day itself is an afterthought, with the big morning exodus back to Philly. But this year, as in the picture, people lingered on the beach till 7 p.m. and even later on Monday, traisping back to reality as the sun set over the long weekend. This year, as ever, there was inventory to be taken as the shore filled back in with its summer residents. One new grandson on the block, one new chocolate lab puppy, one person feeling better, another one looking at the arrival of an extended family summer with some new urgency and worry. The little local boys and girls who loved the beach as kids, rejected it a bit during some tween years, now embrace it with the gusto of Jersey shore local teenagers raised on a diet of Snooki and Jerseylicious. Seriously, kids, take it back online, will you? This is a family beach. Panicky merchants grabbed the first able body to walk in inquiring about counter help and offered an apron and an immediate shift. On Friday, as my daughter and I sat in a line of cars near the Margate bridge after running an innocuous little errand, I said to her, "This is beach traffic we're in." "I love it," she said. Well, alright then. 

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Inquirer staff writer Amy S. Rosenberg has covered Philly police, city neighborhoods, Ed Rendell as mayor, the Jersey shore, Atlantic City, Miss America and the psychology of Eagles fans. She moved to Ventnor on July 3, 1995, which makes her a local, but not really.

Inquirer Staff Writer Jacqueline L. Urgo has spent every summer of her life at the Jersey Shore, and has lived there year-round for nearly 30 years, even fulfilling one of her bucket list dreams by once living in a house by the sea.

Since 1990, she has covered the waterfront for The Inquirer — from the Atlantic to the Delaware Bay shore — and some of the mainland in between. Along the way, she amassed an encyclopedic knowledge of this tear-it-down-and-build-it-back-up region, delving into the history and the hype of a place with a lot of unexpected stories to tell.

Amy S. Rosenberg
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