July 13, 2007 - Click on image for higher resolution version.
Over three decades ago, I worked my first job in this Rehobeth Beach Five and Dime store. Oddly enough, it doesn’t look any seedier now than it did then. The merchandise is the same: just the prices have changed. And the flooring looks identical to that I remember sweeping when I was seventeen. Time stands still?
It has been quite hot since before we arrived in Bethany Beach. The local news is full of discussions of the heat. We are giving the air conditioning plant of this new house quite a workout, but it doesn’t seem to be having any difficulties.
One of Jack’s brothers, who works as a professional cook, has been organizing the evening meal. The first night we had hamburgers and hot dogs; Sunday night was lasagna, and tonight was pulled pork and grilled chicken. We have sign up sheets for assisting food preparation, dinner setup and cleanup. I volunteered to sweep and pick up in the morning, so I wouldn’t have to do kitchen clean up. I would do this anyway, since clutter makes me crazy, so this way I get credit.
Another of Jack’s brothers has a house here in Bethany Beach. He collects yard sale bikes so his family and guests have transportation around town. Today I became the proud borrower of a white bike with rusty frame. I went out and bought a bicycle lock for it, and I am sure it is worth more than the bike, though maybe not the tires on the bike. It will go back with the bike when I leave at the end of the week. This is such a nice bike: solid and possessing a coaster brake just like the ones I grew up with. There are lots of bike racks in town and it is so much more convenient to bike in and lock up the bike then to try to find and pay for a parking space. I rode “my” bike into town this afternoon, and was so pleased with myself. For my birthday, my sister gave me a small daypack, and it works quite well when I bicycle.
Jack and assorted nephews went to play golf today, but decided to refrain from further games this trip unless the temperatures drop quite a bit.
Tomorrow I hope to get to the beach early, so I can watch the sun come up.
So here we are in Bethany Beach, Delaware, the first tenants in a seven bedroom house. Among other amenities, the house has wireless connectivity. Jack and I snagged the best bedroom, due to Jack’s either being the oldest of twelve, or having bad knees. (Five of the bedrooms are upstairs.) As one of my sisters-in-law just said, “This house is bigger on the inside than the outside.”