“I Grew Up Going to the Beach and Hanging Out at the Pavilion”

“At the End of the Day” around 7:30 p.m. my Mother would grab her favorite book and car keys and off to the “Pavilion” we would go!  

 

This was our daily schedule:

 

Breakfast by 9:00 a.m.

Beach by 10:00 a.m.

Cottage for lunch by 1:30 p.m.

Mother’s Nap by 2:30 p.m.

Dinner by 6:00 p.m.

Shower and dressed in my summer halter-top, short-shorts and flip-flops by 7:15 p.m.

Pavilion by 7:30 p.m.

 

The “Pavilion” was the biggest daily event of my summer!   This pink building held my most prized memories. Inside there was a pool table, pinball machines, a jukebox, snack bar and did I mention “BOYS”!   The Pavilion was also the local fishing pier and the hang out for all the “Holden Beach Boys”!   It cost 25 cents to walk out on the pier and I would always go at least twice.   Keep in mind this was after one of the best looking guys took a walk.   All of this while my Mother sat in the car reading her book so I could watch the boys!   Sometimes it is hard to wrap my mind around the wonderful things my Mother did for me.   Think about it….everyday she would sit in the car while I had a chance to play the jukebox, shag dance to the beach music and watch the boys.   I wish I had told her how much that meant to me.   She never complained.  

 

 

My heart smiles with loving thoughts of my Mother “At the End of the Day”!

 

“Whatever is true, whatever is honest, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is kind, if there is any virtue, if there is anything worthy of praise, think on these things” (Philippians 4:8).

 

Debra

 

 

 

Comments

[Robin]

I think hindsight can be such a wonderful blessing, it gives us the opportunity to look back with a mature perspective. What a wonderful memory you have of those carefree youthful days. Thanks for sharing!

[Angela]

What a sweet memory to share with us! Mom's are such important women in our lives... and such blessings! It sounds like she was a beautiful woman. *smile*

[Rena Gunther]

Debra,

Your posts move me. I did not grow up on the beach as you did. But as I've mentioned before, I am a love of the ocean. I often wonder if my mansion in Heaven will be a waterfront Beachhouse sort of mansion.

I'm longing for the ocean so badly! I can't stand it! My oldest daughter is in South Carolina for basic training. After she left, I immediately thought about Googling maps to see how far she is from a beach. :) Couldn't hurt to work in a beach trip at Graduation, could it? 'Course it will be around Thanksgiving. But I don't care. Just being there evokes a feeling of calm.

...I love reading your stories...

Rena

[Debbie]

Your mom sounds like a wise woman. Thanks for sharing. I love the sound of the surf; nothing like it!