Tuesday, May 5, 2015

Fourth of July, Jersey Shore, post-Sandy: Waiting to Exhale

If there were ever any question of whether people would come back to the shore after Hurricane Sandy, the streets and beaches of Margate and elsewhere over Fourth of July weekend answered that with clarity. But very little elbow room.

Fourth of July, Jersey Shore, post-Sandy: Waiting to Exhale

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I've wondered since the storm, what would summer feel like this year? Would people come back after Sandy? Would it feel the same? Would it feel like people were missing? Well, the streets and beaches of the Jersey Shore, and the roads leading onto the barrier islands over Fourth of July weekend answered that with clarity. But very little elbow room. Even long time locals said they could never remember a holiday weekend that felt as choked with people as this one. 

It was surely odd to see the old haunts lit up again, like Custard's Last Stand, above, in Ventnor Heights, a part of town pummelled by Sandy flooding, where homes are still vacant, many for sale "as is", newly elevated on cement blocks, simply abandoned to foreclosure or vanished to demolition, awaiting  a new home and a new elevation.

Seeing Custard's Last Stand with its red white and blue bunting and outdoor lights outlining its roof and deck, all the shoobies on their ice cream missions again as dusk set in Wednesday on the eve of the Fourth, actually made me tear up a bit. Good work Shore lovers, you are as constant as the high tide that jammed the beaches the rest of the weekend. Seeing the unusual beach fireworks that lit up Atlantic City in four different places, giving the feeling that the entire town was filled with exploding color, as opposued to the usual over the ocean show, was a true statement of rebirth. Seeing people I know still aren't back in their homes back in their usual spots on the beach was reassuring. But I know a few good beach days is not enough to erase nine months of agony and uncertainty. 

 By Friday afternoon, as I broke my rule and got in my car to run errands in Margate, the town felt so overrun with cars and people, it made me feel like perhaps we had strayed over the limit. Should someone take a census and not let anyone else in? Were our streets, like the parking lots at Borgata on Fourth of July, filled to capacity? It was an uneasy truce, the pedestrians exercising their right of way, the cars jamming on the brakes, the intersections an anarchic jumble, the bicyclists weaving in and out - I wondered if we were really ready. On a bicycle ride early Friday a neighbor was knocked off his BIKE along Mays Landing-Somers Point Road by a BOAT being trailed by a pickup truck. Only at the Jersey Shore are you in danger of being hit by a boat when you go out for a bike ride. Not funny at all, really. Yes, the crowds were back, but I hope nobody thinks that a few good beach days, a robust beach crowd, some of the usual ridiculous shoobie behavior and lots of traffic means the shore still doesn't have a long way to go before the final story of Sandy is told.

About this blog

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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