Tuesday, June 21, 2005
Dirty beach bum
Move over "Honkey" cause this is my new aspiration for someone to call me!
This past weekend I decided to drive to the farm and spend Father's Day with my dad. I love time with him because what he lacked in fathering skills he more than makes up for in friendship. I treasure this unique relationship we have. I often worry that I get to busy for him and it makes me sad so I was happy once I made it to Wilson that he agreed to take off work(Saturday) and spend the day with me. I decided that we would drive on to Charleston and have lunch with my sister. Unfortunately, she had to work all day but it was nice to spend a little time with her. We met up at the Anchor Line on Folly Beach, scallops, shrimp and shark, the major S foods of my seafood eating binges. If there was Sea Crab Soup I might have exploded! After parting ways with Jen my father and I went onto the beach and walked for a while looking at the ocean. He dared me to get in and I was not going to miss the chance to act like a fool so I did. The salt water took me back to my summers of childhood playing up and down the South Carolina coast, then to that summer I spent playing on Pawley's Island with Carter, knowing that when come fall I was no longer just a high school graduate but now a college Freshman.
My stroll was cut short by a summer storm and we went back to my truck which I got stuck in the sand and two "surfers" had to help get us out.
As we drove along the neighborhoods of Folly I began to think how much I miss being so close to the ocean. How I long for the smell of salt in the air, how my life long dream was to live at the beach. If things were different, had I made better decisions I might even be there now. I love Charleston for all it offers and for all the memories it keeps for me. I guess it will just have to remain my home away from home, for now.
This past weekend I decided to drive to the farm and spend Father's Day with my dad. I love time with him because what he lacked in fathering skills he more than makes up for in friendship. I treasure this unique relationship we have. I often worry that I get to busy for him and it makes me sad so I was happy once I made it to Wilson that he agreed to take off work(Saturday) and spend the day with me. I decided that we would drive on to Charleston and have lunch with my sister. Unfortunately, she had to work all day but it was nice to spend a little time with her. We met up at the Anchor Line on Folly Beach, scallops, shrimp and shark, the major S foods of my seafood eating binges. If there was Sea Crab Soup I might have exploded! After parting ways with Jen my father and I went onto the beach and walked for a while looking at the ocean. He dared me to get in and I was not going to miss the chance to act like a fool so I did. The salt water took me back to my summers of childhood playing up and down the South Carolina coast, then to that summer I spent playing on Pawley's Island with Carter, knowing that when come fall I was no longer just a high school graduate but now a college Freshman.
My stroll was cut short by a summer storm and we went back to my truck which I got stuck in the sand and two "surfers" had to help get us out.
As we drove along the neighborhoods of Folly I began to think how much I miss being so close to the ocean. How I long for the smell of salt in the air, how my life long dream was to live at the beach. If things were different, had I made better decisions I might even be there now. I love Charleston for all it offers and for all the memories it keeps for me. I guess it will just have to remain my home away from home, for now.
# posted by J.F.Tobias @ 7:12 AM 
