TwoGether

Monday 1/30/12.        I arrive back from picking up the rental car just in time to get ready for a great reunion.

My cousin Rodney, his wife Linda, and their daughter Jeanie and husband Mike arrived from Naples at 1:00P.  We probably haven’t seen them in at least five years.   We shared stories of our trip here and gave them the “cook’s tour” of TwoGether.  Just after 3:00P we all drove to Ft. Myers Beach to visit Rodney’s Mom and Dad.  My aunt and uncle,Dot and Jim, have been coming to Ft. Myers Beach druing the month of January for twenty five years.  They got hooked on the place while visiting my Mom and Dad. 

We all walked from their cabin to McDonalds for supper. 

On the way we passed a young man playing guitar at the entrance to the pier for tips.  A little girl watched his every strum and stood there swaying back and forth to the beat.  It was like she was in a trance.  Her dad came over to get here to move along but she just stood there totally fascinated by the man and his music.  She was sooo cute.

Walking back Dot wanted to take us out on the pier. I remember an old wooden pier at the beach.  It has been replaced by a totally concrete structure.  The pier is as long as the old one but only half as wide. The beach is twice as wide as it was.  They pumped in thousands of cubic yard of sand and made the beach so much bigger. 

This brought back a lot of memories recalling when some of us from high school formed the West Coast Surfing Association.  A bit of a misnomer since the only time there is surf here is during a hurricane!  But we enjoyed the early days of Skim Boarding (now called Boogey Boards) and listening to the rock and roll bands play at the foot of the pier.  After all, everybody wanted to be like the Beach Boys.  Some bands even changed the lyrics to “Wish they all could be Southwest Florida Girls”.

Everyone went back to the cabin but I had to get my sunset picture.  So Linda and I stayed on the beach until the sun disappeared next to Sanibel Island…Then from somewhere on the beach we heard the sound of a Conch Shell.  Its official, the day is over and the evening begins.

We said our good byes and wished everyone a safe trip home.

Ft. Myers Beach       N26°27.110   W081°57.352 (aprox)