Beach vacations were rare when I was a child. We went once, but my mother and brother got toasted in the Florida sun. She didn't want to go back. I think I must have had Native American blood flowing through my veins because I was slow to burn and I've always loved the beach.
As I grew older, got a job, a car and a girlfriend I went to the beach often. Later after Jilda and I married, we had a good friend that had a house at the beach which made long weekends at the beach affordable.
We took all our nieces and nephews down for extended vacations. Now we're taking our great nieces and nephews.
A while back, I shot this picture of Samantha and Jordan at the beach. Jordan could barely contain the joy and excitement on the ride down. He didn't want to stop for food or to pee.
When he got to the water, it was hard coaxing him out to go eat. I remember that joy and excitement. I wish I could bottle it.