A Memory of being down the beach when Lady Lynda was little.

I remember I was seven

decorating my sand castle on a beach in New Jersey,  Summers Point.

My father was nearby playing his guitar at a local joint.

I turned around from where I was

and saw the lifeguard looking at me.

I figured he was marveling at my fabulous creation.

What else could it be?

of a sandy hill covered  with candy wrappers,  discarded little toys and other trinkets.

Ir qA  so enjoyable to let my  imagination run free,   what ever I think I think it.

He was probably only making certain everyone was okay.

If anyone needed help there would be no delay.



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