July 4th Antics

About a week ago. My wife suggested spending our July 4th on the beach. Not that it was a bad idea or anything. However, the fact that we’ve been experiencing record heat, and the day we picked would tear the skin right off ya. Still, she insisted. A three-day plan followed, involving three beaches. That sunny morning included a ninety-minute drive. Forty eight-dollar breakfast.Twenty dollar park entry. Twenty minutes from the car trunk to the sandy spot. Ten minutes on the beach before my wife decides it’s too hot and we should go home. Well planned.

Beach People

Some of my earliest and fondest memories are of my trips to the beach. From my trips to Jones Beach with the Leddy’sColor      (My unofficial godparents) in their shark fin       Plymouth Fury to my public transit excursions to Rockaway Beach and       Coney Island with my Mom. Toes in the Sand the Sun in my Face and my Feet in the Water. Not a bad way to spend the day, weekend or lifetime. As a rule, my camera comes with me everywhere I go.                 On occasion, I’ve been know to walk the beaches snapping shots of beach and it’s many people.         This July 4th was one of those days. Below are a few shots from our sun soaked day at New Jersey’s Asbury Park.

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