February, 2017

If you live close by, or are crossing the country and find yourself in New Jersey – you’re in for a treat. ¬†Sea Isle City is a beach town, in Cape May County, New Jersey. ¬†The weekend of February 18th and 19th kicked off the 2017 season, with a Polar Bear Plunge. ¬†The “plungers” were very lucky this year, with temps in the 60s. ¬†Could have been snowing in February! ¬†Everyone looked like¬†they were having great time. ¬†Some more than others.

Afterwards, there was a Post-Plunge Party, with a Costume Contest Awards Ceremony.  Costumes you ask?  Yep Рsome people dressed in costumes to take the plunge. Well Рdressed Рundressed Рplunged Рdressed.  All in good fun.

There was plenty of police presence to “keep the peace”.

I must say that this kind of partying is not really my thing. Huge crowds, many of them tipsy or totaled, as the case may be. ¬†We even saw a guy passed out on someone’s front lawn – not cool at all !!! ¬†But the plunge was something I had never seen, so…

However, the real reason to go to Sea Isle City is the absolutely gorgeous, 1 1/2 mile beach.  Check this out.

It really is a summer playground. ¬†The huge beach caters to all interests. ¬†There are¬†Catamaran and Sailboat Launching Beaches,¬†Kayaking Beaches, ¬†Kiteboarding Beaches,¬†Rafting Beaches,¬†Surf-Fishing Beaches, ¬†Surfing Beaches, and Volleyball Beaches. ¬†I think that’s pretty amazing. ¬†Now, there are general beach rules.

And, there are rules that go with each type of beach, but nothing that would stop you from having a wonderful day.  (Check out the website at the bottom of the page for rules).

Oh, I almost forgot !!!!!!!  Very Important !!!

Most beaches in New Jersey require a beach tag , which you must pay for, to enjoy the beach.  On Wednesdays, beaches here are FREE!!!

EVEN MORE IMPORTANT –¬†Beach wheelchairs are available at no charge from the Sea Isle City Beach Patrol. However you must have a place to store the chair and a way to transport the chair to your location. The chairs are designed to be used in the sand and have large balloon wheels. They can be signed out for up to 5 days. It is best to call the Sea Isle Beach Patrol to make a reservation as there are a limited number of chairs. You will need two forms of ID to sign out a beach wheel chair. Reserved chairs must be picked up by 11:30 AM at Beach Patrol Headquarters on the Promenade at 44th Street. ¬†I think that’s an excellent idea.

Other towns have chairs, but they are not free. ¬†Au contraire, they are quite expensive IMO. ¬†For example, ¬†1 day -$75.00 up to 1 week – $225. ¬†Mobility On Wheels Atlantic City ¬†offers its customers “state of the art Deming Design”¬†beach wheelchair rental.¬†Mobility On Wheels has the largest beach wheelchair rental, with sizes from petite sizes to heavy-duty bariatric wheelchairs, all with reticulating leg platforms. ¬†FYI – I was a rehab nurse for a number of years, so this info is particularly interesting to me.

Aside from the beaches and water activities, there are lots of happenings. Here are a few –

MARCH 2017

St. Patrick’s Day Parade & Celebration

This is a picture of St. Patrick’s Day parade from 2016. ¬†My favorite part is that the mayor is leading the parade – and his name? ¬†Leonard Desiderio.

APRIL 2017

Easter Program

Art & Craft Show

MAY 2017

The Largest Cousins Reunion In America

Memorial Day Ceremony

JUNE 2017

ESA/South Jersey District Surfing Contest

Sea Isle Beer Fest

Full Moon Beach Yoga – ON THE BEACH – 8-9pm

Isn’t this great?

Skimmer Antique Auto Show & Parade

Skimmer Festival: Free Guided Historical Trolley Tours

Sea Isle City Food Truck Invitational

JULY 2017

Concert – Real Diamond (Neil Diamond Tribute)

Independence Day Concert with Ed Vezinho/Jim Ward Big Band


Concert – Coast To Coast (Earth, Wind & Fire Tribute)

Full Moon Beach Yoga – ON THE BEACH

Concert – The Rat Pack Tribute Show (Frank Sinatra/Dean Martin/Sammy Davis Jr. & Marilyn Monroe)

Baby Parade -The Sea Isle City Baby Parade celebrated its 100 year anniversary in 2016. ¬†Check this out. ¬†This is a great idea and picture. They took third place in the “Riding”¬†Division. Looks like an adorable day – full of oohing and aahing.

1-Mile Ocean Swim

Concert – Lights Out (Frankie Valli & Four Seasons Tribute)

Concert – Country Music Live Event (Jess Zimmerman & Audra McLaughlin from “The Voice”)


Concert – The Glimmer Twins (Rolling Stones Tribute)

Full Moon Beach Yoga – ON THE BEACH


There area few photo ops besides the beach – here’s Tim in what used to be a lifeguard boat.

And me takin’ breeze in a gazebo on the boardwalk. ¬†Speaking of boardwalks. ¬†There isn’t actually a boardwalk in Sea Isle City – no boards – no wood. ¬†They have built up the dunes, and created an asphalt walkway on the very top, which is called The Promenade.

CAMPING: ¬†There are no campgrounds in Sea Isle City proper. ¬†The closest are –

Ocean View Resort Campground- 2.67 miles NW
Ocean View, New Jersey   It has 1173 sites.

Echo Farms Campground is also in Ocean View, with 237 sites.

Note: ¬†I haven’t stayed in either, but they both get pretty good reviews. ¬†I’ll give them a try this summer, and give a full report.

If you want more info on Sea Isle City, please go to-



February, 2017

HAMMONTON, New Jersey. ¬†Oh yeah! ¬†After a little research, we decided to take a ride to Hammonton, NJ, a short 30 minute drive. We ran into our next door neighbor as we pulled out of the drive, and chatted for a bit. ¬†We mentioned that we were headed to Hammonton for the day to check it out. ¬†“Why are you gonna’do that? ¬†There’s nothing there – just a small town”. ¬†Now I have to admit that gave us pause – but not enough to stop us from going.

So why Hammonton (H). ¬†Well, as I’ve said before, I’m an Italian – American. ¬†All four of my grandparents are from Italy. ¬†I’ve heard that Hammonton is mainly an Italian town – so of course, I wanted check it out. ¬†With a little research, I found that Hammonton is between 45% and 54% Italian. I read an article about Hammonton, where the author admitted to not having the appropriate pedigree – an Italian last name, and a birth certificate from South Jersey. ¬†She goes on to say that even though she moved there when she was 10 years old, she was still an “iffy” Hammontonian. ¬†It wasn’t always that way. ¬†Hammonton was settled in 1812, and named for John Hammond Coffin – the “d” was lost over time. ¬†John was the son of William Coffin, who owned a lumber mill and glassworks in the town. ¬†He became interested in real estate and realized that “COFFINTOWN” was not very conducive to sales. ¬†So he removed his name, and named the development after his son, JOHN HAMMOND.

Hammonton is within the National Pineland Reserve, and is one of 52 municipalities in New Jersey. ¬†In 2014, reported it as the 2nd happiest town in New Jersey. ¬†How they measured that, I don’t have a clue. A few famous people were born in Hammonton – ¬† Jill Biden, wife of Vice President Joe Biden, anthropologist Margaret Mead, and Nicodemo “Little Nicky” Scarfo,¬†¬†a member of the American Mafia who eventually became the Boss of the Philadelphia crime family. ¬†Most importantly to me, it is THE BLUEBERRY CAPITAL OF THE WORLD. ¬†Its location¬†in the Pine Barrens is mostly sandy ground, which¬†is ideal¬†for growing blueberries. ¬†As we drove around the area, we¬†saw acres of land with blueberry bushes. ¬†Of course, the berries won’t be ready for picking until summer, but we took a few pics¬†of the rows of empty bushes.

A fact – they use the same kind of hose systems to water the bushes as is used for wine grapes, making it quite labor-intensive. ¬†Agriculture is what brought the Italians to this area 100 years or so ago – farming, garment making and wine producing is what has kept them here. ¬†The best way to learn about Hammonton is through its people. Hammontonians are family-oriented, civic-minded, and dedicated to the place they call home, or so I’ve read.

Every summer in July, there is the¬†Feast of “Our Lady of Carmel”, started on July 1st, 1875. ¬†There is a procession of the statue of Our Lady, ¬†as well as other statues of Catholic dignitaries, carried through the town by parish volunteers.

Many of the hundreds of spectators lining the 3-mile route, hold handfuls of money to pin to the sashes on the saints.  In Belmont Hills, PA, where I spent my childhood, there was a similar procession.  St. George was carried through the streets of the town as all of the children and many adults pinned our dollars to his sash while saying a little prayer.  For us, it was so much fun.

¬†After the procession, there is a carnival for the kids, and lots of drinking and eating. You will find something very interesting going on –¬†Five Finger Tournaments, known in Italy as “A MORRA“. For me, this was way cool to see. I remember my Dad and his brothers and friends playing this game at every family gathering. ¬†Hammonton still has an Italian Fingers Team. It is very loud, and very competitive. ¬†In fact, in some provinces in Italy A Morra has been banned because people have killed each other over it. ¬†Perhaps it has a little something to do with the gambling that goes along with it – ya’ think ???

It’s kind of like hard core “rock, paper, scissors”. ¬†If you want to see the game being played, check this out. ¬†Go o ¬†In the search bar put ¬†“a¬†morra”, and click on the first¬†show.

Along Bellevue Avenue, the main street, there are lots of restaurants and shops. I thought it rather weird that there were at lot of MEXICAN restaurants. I have to confess, we ate in one.  It was the most prominent building on the street, sitting at #101 Bellevue.  Check this out :

Address: 101 Bellevue Ave

On the side of this building, we saw this sign – of course Tim, the rebel, had to “lean”. ¬†Don’t you just love him ?

This BYOB was pretty authentic. ¬†After eating my “pozole”, and Tim his “Mexican style” tacos, we checked out a few other places.


The following history is from the Eagle Theater website –

“The Eagle Theatre‚Äôs beginnings were humble, with just a simple announcement printed in the local newspaper in June of 1914, stating that ‚ÄúMr. Litke will put up a concrete building on his lot on Vine Street, for his moving picture winter theatre.‚ÄĚ From that, the Eagle Theatre was born.

The Eagle Theatre functioned as a silent movie theatre and playhouse from 1914 until 1944, when it was then sold to the Pentecostal Assembly of God and converted into a church. The church occupied the building for 15 years, then sold it to Harry and Evelyn Hitman in 1959. The Hitman’s used the building for storage until 2006. By that time, the old building was on the verge of being demolition. Tracy Petrongolo, the head of the Hammonton’s arts and cultural committee, researched the building’s history and determined that it was worthy of preservation. What followed was a remarkable example of dedication by a devoted base of volunteers who were intent on seeing the theatre restored.

Since reopening in June of 2009, the Eagle Theatre has quickly grown into an artistic epicenter of the South Jersey region. Located in the heart of the Hammonton Art District, the Eagle Theatre of today features performances of a professional caliber in one of the most intimate and comfortable venues in the area. We look forward to sharing with you our theatre, our town, and the joy of the performing arts”.


THE FUNKY COW, at 224 Bellevue Avenue, is a newly opened waffle cafe. ¬†It is charmingly decorated with “cow decor”. ¬†My favorites were the cow-shaped seats outside the cafe, where you can sit and have a taste from their very waffle-icious menu.


BAGLIANI’S MARKET, at 417 12th street, is a place we will most definitely return to again and again. ¬†It is a market dedicated to mostly Italian food items. ¬†If you need an Italian deli market, this is worth the trip.

I put this picture in because it was a “wow” item. ¬†Prosciutto for $44.99 a pound. ¬†I’m sure it’s crazy delicious, but…

Check out this deli section.  YUM !!!

Our final stop was the WHITE HORSE WINERY, at 106 Hall Street. which opened less than 1 year ago.

We purchased two tastings.  It was $10 per person, and it included two take-home glasses.  I must say Рall of the wines are quite good.  This is Kearsie, she is co-manager of the tasting department Рand really knows her wines.

 They have a wine club for anyone interested, with lots of perks.  They often have music and fun events.  Check it out at

BTW – so cool – their label was created by world-renowned local artist, Jamie Wyeth. According to the website, “Mr. Wyeth has captured the bold, independent spirit of White Horse Winery. We are proud to display this inspiring work of art on each and every bottle of White Horse Winery wine”.

All I can say about Hammonton is, “Who Knew ?” ¬†Halfway between Philadelphia and the shore, it is well worth the visit !!!



January, 2017

Well here we are – 2017. ¬†If you’re reading this post, you are lucky enough to be able to continue on the journey of life. On January 1st, most of us have been conditioned to make resolutions for the next year – things about yourself you would like to improve. ¬† ¬†After saying “Happy New Year”, ¬†the most often asked question is, “Did you make any resolutions”? ¬†My answer is an emphatic, “no”. ¬†Oh sure, ¬†I used to make them – long lists of them. ¬†And then about ¬†January 5th or so, I’d begin to scold myself for a lack of discipline and worse. ¬†It became a negative in my life – just another thing to sabotage my mellow.

Webster says:


a firm decision to do or not to do something.
synonyms: intention, resolve, decision, intent, aim, plan; commitment, pledge, promise

See where it says, “firm decision”? ¬† I’m not really into firm decisions. ¬†So darn rigid! ¬†¬†Almost impossible for a human being like me.

Several years ago, I decided to make goals instead.

1. the object of a person’s ambition or effort; an aim or desired result.
synonyms: objective, aim, end, target, design, intention, intent, plan, purpose.

So much better…

The new year brings with it a sense of new a beginning, an opportunity to right any wrongs, perceived or real, and to make some positive changes – ¬†to begin the next part of the journey. ¬†I live my life in gratitude, thanking the powers that be for the life and luck I’ve been given. For my husband – my love, best friend, and partner in crime, our sons and their wives, ¬†the three lights of our lives, our grandsons, and for our families – aunts, uncles, and cousins.

I set ¬†goals that will make my life full. I have found that if I don’t have a list of things to do, or a record of things I’d like to accomplish, I will usually put things off until ma√Īana. ¬†I’ve listed a few things that I think are essential to emotional health and, therefore, physical health.

1. Subscribe To Mindfulness. Try not to think about what you should or should not be doing. ¬†Sometimes when we’re having fun, thoughts tend to creep in like “I should be cleaning the floor, or doing the laundry”. ¬†I say, enjoy what you’re doing at this moment. I promise you, the household chores will wait.

2. ¬†Be Brave When Making Choices. ¬†If you don’t like the situation you’re in, change it. ¬†If you know you can be happier, or want to be a better person – go for it. Go to school, make a move, leave that dead-end job, travel. ¬†Find your bliss.

3. ¬†Be Who You Want To Be. ¬†I believe that we are the sum of all of our past actions – it makes us who we are today. ¬†But if you aren’t satisfied with the current “you”, ¬†turn your life around. ¬† Be who you want to be today. ¬†Live an authentic life. You want to get a tattoo – change your hair color – shave your head – take opera lessons – go ahead. ¬†You won’t be sorry you tried, and it can always go back to the way it was. ¬†No real harm done.

4. If You’re Happy – Go On And Show It.¬†‚Äď Sometimes I think I laugh too loudly – full and hardy. It’s just who I am – demure by no means. ¬†Express your delight. ¬†I promise, it feels so good. ¬† Never be afraid to laugh out loud. Show your joy.

5. Be An Optimist ‚Äď In the end, life is a point of view of your own making. When you’re feeling blue, look at the goodness in yourself and all around you. ¬†You can turn things around – it is within you to do so. ¬†Sure, there are lots of things that can make you sad or angry. ¬†It’s ok to have those emotions for short while – then lose them. ¬†Don’t carry them on your shoulders – they are very heavy. ¬†It can and will get worse if you let it. ¬†Move on! One more thing I can promise you. ¬†Everything turns out the best in the end. ¬†Maybe not today or tomorrow – but it does. ¬†I’ve experienced it firsthand over and over throughout my life. One of my favorite lines is from the movie, “The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel”.¬†‚ÄúIt will be alright in the end and if it is not alright, it is not the end.‚ÄĚ (see note #2 below)

6. ¬†Be Kind – ¬† Every day, in every way. ¬†Don’t get into gossip. ¬†Don’t spread rumours. ¬†Think the best of people, until they prove you wrong. Remember, we all have a bad day, month or year. ¬†Be understanding. Freely give compliments. ¬†Kindness doesn’t cost a penny. ¬†Your smile may be the one thing that changes another person’s day from one of sadness to one of possibility.


6. Find The ¬†Adventure, and Beauty ¬†All Around You ‚Äď ¬† ¬†Sometimes you have to look for it. ¬†But when you find it – take advantage of it. ¬†And you don’t necessarily have to travel or vacation to see it. ¬†Look in your own yard, neighborhood,or town. ¬†Trust me – it’s there.


7.¬†Delight In Your Own Beauty ‚Äď ¬†Don’t spend endless amounts of time in front of a mirror critiquing yourself (or others). ¬†You have to believe that you‚Äôre a god(ess) in your own way. Think about the wonder of you. Own it. Flaunt it.


8.  Keep Moving.

You’ve heard it before. ¬†If you don’t use it, you’ll lose it. ¬†Yep – take it from me – It’s true. It doesn’t matter what you choose – walk, exercise, garden, yoga, lift weights, swim. ¬†Anything!!! ¬†Everyone knows that any kind of exercise is good for the body. But exercise is also one of the most effective ways to improve ¬†mental health. ¬†It can relieve stress, depression, and anxiety, improve memory, help you sleep better, and boost your overall mood. And you don‚Äôt have to be a fitness fanatic for the benefits to kick in. ¬†Doing a little something every day can make a difference. No matter your age or fitness level, you can use movement as a powerful way to feel better.

I hope that 2017 proves to be your best journey yet !    Go for it.

NOTE:  Thanks to Google Clipart for the wonderful  photos.

NOTE #2: ¬†John Lennon famously said,¬†‚ÄúEverything will be okay in the end. If it’s not okay, it’s not the end.‚ÄĚ ¬†Being a super sleuth, I found that this was based on a quote by a Brazilian writer named Fernando Sabino, who said, ¬†‚ÄúIn the end, everything will be ok. If it‚Äôs not ok, it‚Äôs not yet the end.‚ÄĚ ¬†Anyway, the message is always the same.




December, 2016

In my humble opinion (IMHO), the concepts of travel and vacation are different,¬†¬†but both are pretty darn great. ¬† Please don’t take this as an official statement that one is better than the other.

To me a vacation is usually something like ¬†a week long getaway to an all-inclusive resort with an emphasis on relaxation and fun. ¬†It can be skiing, surfing, or just sunning on a beach. ¬†It’s a chance to go somewhere new or familiar,¬†to get away from the day-to-day stresses of life and hard work, ¬†and enjoy some free time. Usually, we ¬†don‚Äôt learn much on vacation – at least that is not our primary concern. ¬†It doesn‚Äôt make us ¬†better people, expand our horizons, or help us develop new ideas. To me, a vacation should be easy. ¬†This doesn‚Äôt mean vacations are in any way a bad thing. ¬†I love vacationing. Cruises and beaches are among my favorite destinations, but I do recognize these activities for what they are. ¬†Basically, if your drink has an umbrella in it, there’s a good chance you are on vacation.

Strictly speaking, travel means moving from one place to another. ¬†Traveling isn’t usually easy, and for most, ¬†it’s not relaxing.

It often involves  discovering cultures, expanding horizons, learning a new language, trying new foods, maybe staying in crappy hostels, backpacking, camping, and/or RVing.

This is a pic of a pretty crowded hostel bedroom.  No privacy here.

¬†Lately for us, it’s RVing. ¬†It can be a challenge. It often involves work. But it’s worth it because it’s the kind of adventure that can leave you with a lasting sense of awe. ¬†Memories for a lifetime. ¬† People travel to experience a different way of living. To try new things and see new sights. ¬† It means meeting other travelers and locals. ¬†It’s drinking and eating in local spots – even dive bars. ¬†It’s walking, biking and taking public transportation. ¬†In a foreign county, it may even mean ¬†learning a few new phrases. ¬†The very personal benefits include the fact that it opens your eyes – ¬†you may even learn who you are.


It can help you discover new skills, and give you a new perspective.  If you’re going to a new place to discover how they see the world, you can probably safely describe it as travel.

There is a hybrid version Р you can  vacation while you travel. For example, you can go on a two week  trip to anywhere, spend one week going to museums, learning a language, and trying new foods.  During the second week, just swim, snorkel, sun, and relax. In fact, for a really great trip I would definitely recommend taking a vacation from your travel. I know that sounds weird, but if you think about it, it does make sense. While we were traveling on the road for 14 months in our trailer, we planned at least a one day stay in a hotel room each month.

One of the reasons I write this blog is to inspire others to take that leap to travel, or at least that first step.  The following have inspired me.

And of course, my very, very favorite by Mark Twain. ¬†Read this several times – over and over again, until it sinks in. ¬†No matter whether you want to go on a vacation or travel – just do it !!! ¬†You’re never too old to try something new. ¬†In fact, I would argue that it helps keep you young, vibrant, ¬†and interesting. ¬†There are so many excuses for not hitting the road. ¬†But we don’t know what the future will bring – at any age. ¬†So many people we’ve met had this plan and that, wanted to try this, and wanted to try that. Unfortunately, It never happened, and now never will. ¬† ¬†Don’t let the lack of money stand in your way. ¬†There are ways to make money while traveling. ¬†I have one piece of advice, ¬†DO NOT WAIT !!!

This will be my last post for 2016. ¬†I hope you all have enjoyed taking this journey with us thus far. ¬†We have many travel plans for 2017, and much to share. Until then –

For my Christian Friends

For my Jewish Friends

For my African American Friends

For my Muslim Friends

For my Wiccan/Pagan Friends

and for my Buddhist Friends.

and finally, for Everyone

NOTE:  Thank you Google Clip Art for the lovely illustrations.

See you all in January, 2017 !!1



December, 2016


Without a doubt, New Jersey’s oldest, most persistent, and significant piece of folklore is the tale of the notorious Jersey Devil.  The illustration above from is my favorite. Almost everyone (around here) has heard of the Jersey Devil, but few (if any)  have seen him.   It has been almost 300 years now, that Jerseyans have told tales of the beast that stalks the Pine Barrens (more about the Pine Barrens later) and terrorizes local residents and animals.  This story begs a few questions: Why have New Jerseyans embraced this legend so steadfastly? Is there actually some sort of creature roaming the Pine Barrens of Southern NJ, and if so, what the heck is it?

The creature is often described as a two-legged flying beast ¬†with hooves, but there are many different variations.¬† The common description is that of a kangaroo-like creature with the head of a goat, leathery bat-like wings, horns, small arms with clawed hands, cloven hooves and a forked tail. It supposedly ¬†moves very fast and often is described as letting out a “blood-curdling scream”. ¬†Sometimes at night, it’s eyes glow and are red in color.


This is one¬†popular version of ¬†the story: ¬†Mother Leeds had 12 children and, after finding she was pregnant for the 13th time, stated that “this one would be the Devil”. In 1735, Mother Leeds, supposedly a witch and mistress, and the ¬†father, who was the Devil, gave birth to a normal son. ¬†Just after birth, it changed to a creature with hooves, a goat’s head, bat wings, and a forked tail. Growling and screaming, it killed the midwife before flying up the chimney, circling the village, and heading toward the Jersey Pines.

Just last evening, I spoke with a few locals who believe this version of the story: Mother Leeds birthed a son who was horribly disfigured. Not knowing what to do, they locked him in the basement where he was fed, but never taken care of or even taught to speak Рhis only sounds were animalistic and horrifying.  One day, he escaped from his basement cage, and ran off to live in the safety of the dense Pine Barrens.

The following story , written by Brian Regal (below), a historian of science, technology and medicine sounds a bit more plausible.


“Mother Leeds was merely part of the popular legend of the Jersey Devil created in the 20th century. Long-forgotten “colonial-era political intrigue” involving early New Jersey politicians, Benjamin Franklin, and rival almanac publisher Daniel Leeds, led to the Leeds family being portrayed as “political and religious monsters”, and it was this negative portrayal as the “Leeds Devil”, rather than any actual creature, that spawned the later legend of the Jersey Devil. ¬†Yep, I can believe that.

References to the Jersey Devil show-up in newspapers and other printed material in the twentieth century. The first major story came in 1909. ¬†During the week of January 16 through 23, ¬†newspapers of the time published hundreds of claimed encounters with the Jersey Devil from various parts of the state. Among the allegations were claims the creature “attacked” a trolley car in Haddon Heights and a social club in Camden. Police in Camden and Bristol, Pennsylvania supposedly fired on the creature to no effect. Other reports were about unidentified footprints in the snow, but soon sightings of creatures resembling the Jersey Devil were being reported throughout South Jersey and as far away as Delaware and Western Maryland. ¬†The widespread newspaper coverage led to a panic throughout the Delaware Valley even causing a number of schools to close and workers to stay home. During this period, it is rumored that the Philadelphia Zoo posted a $10,000 reward for the creature’s dung. ¬†Yuck! ¬†I can’t imagine what was brought in for examination…

It is from these sightings that the popular image of the creature‚ÄĒbatlike wings, horse head, claws, and general air of a dragon‚ÄĒbecame the norm.

This artist’s rendering was printed in The Philadelphia Bulletin, in January, 1909.


Is it just me, or does he seem to be smiling???  Weird!!!


Other Reported Encounters

According to legend, while visiting the Hanover Mill Works to inspect his cannonballs that were being forged, Commodore Stephen Decatur sighted a flying creature flapping its wings.  He fired a cannonball directly upon it, to no effect.

Joseph Bonaparte, elder brother of Napoleon, and former King of Spain, is also claimed to have witnessed the Jersey Devil while hunting on his Bordentown estate around 1820.

In 1840, the devil was blamed for several livestock killings. Similar attacks were reported in 1841, accompanied by tracks and screams.

A local farmer shot an unidentified animal as it attempted to steal his chickens. Afterward, he claimed that “none of 100 people he showed it to could identify it”. ¬†On July 27, 1937, an unknown animal “with red eyes” seen by residents of Downingtown, Pennsylvania was compared to the Jersey Devil – ¬†it was reported by The Pennsylvania Bulletin.

In 1951, a group of Gibbstown, New Jersey boys claimed to have seen a ‘monster’ matching the Devil’s description. ¬†In 1957,¬†claims of a corpse matching the Jersey Devil’s description were circulated. ¬†In 1960, tracks and noises heard near Mays Landing were claimed to be from the Jersey Devil. ¬†During the same year, the merchants around Camden offered a $10,000 reward for the capture of the Jersey Devil, even offering to build a private zoo to house the creature if captured. No one ever collected the money.

Skeptics believe the Jersey Devil is nothing more than ¬†creative ¬†Bogeyman stories ¬†told by bored Pine Barren residents (Pineys – more later) as a form of children’s entertainment.

What is a Piney?

“Piney” is a derogatory term that refers to native inhabitants of the New Jersey Pine Barrens. Living conditions in the “Barrens” were considered inhospitable, and those that lived there were considered to be “the dregs of society, fugitives, poachers, moonshiners, runaway slaves or deserting soldiers”. Often, ¬†poor Pineys were forced to make a living in any way possible. They collected and sold sphagnum moss or pine cones, hunted, fished, and lived off of the land. Some of the pineys included notorious bandits known as the Pine Robbers. These bandits¬†were loosely organized criminal gangs and marauders who were British sympathizers during the American Revolutionary War who used the Pine Barrens to wreak havoc in the area.

Pineys were further demonized after two eugenics studies in the early 20th century, which depicted them as congenital idiots and criminals, most notably the research performed on “The Kallikak Family” by Henry H. Goddard. ¬†Pineys often fostered stories of how terrible the Pine Barrens are or how violent they were in order to discourage outsiders and law enforcement from entering the Barrens.

Today, Pineys tend to wear the label as a badge of honor, much like the term “redneck” has become in the Appalachian Mountains and the Southern United States.

Indulge me for just a moment here. ¬†Let’s assume the Jersey Devil does exist, and that he lives in the Pine Barrens. ¬†So what exactly is the Pine Barrens, and how can it keep a creature like this one hidden for so long?

The New Jersey Pine Barrens

According to,¬†The Pine Barrens is part of 1.1 million acres of the Pinelands National Reserve, which ranges from northern Ocean County south and west, and occupies 22% of New Jersey’s land area. It is the largest body of open space on the Mid-Atlantic seaboard between Richmond Virginia and Boston Massachusetts ¬†That sounds like big enough space to hide in, right?


Since ¬†there are lots of cool places to see and fun things to do in the Pine Barrens, and surrounding areas, ¬†Tim and I have decided to take a drive to have a little “look-see”, and of course, try to spot or hear the Jersey Devil. ¬†We found ourselves on Indian Cabin Road. ¬†It felt that we were onto something – a bit eerie. ¬†Signs began to show up that this was private property.


¬†As the road narrowed, the signs became more frequent. ¬†I guess whoever owned the land meant business. ¬†We ¬†heard stories of being run off the road, and a woman, complete with a rifle aimed directly at your head, who comes out of her home to confront you about your lack of knowledge about the words “private – stay out”. ¬†We decided to get the hell out of there.

We spent an entire day and evening trying to locate the gruesome creature – perhaps bones, or a corpse. ¬†All of a sudden, we heard ¬†one of the most hideous sounds we had ever heard. ¬†Loud, ¬†ferocious, and oddly changing. ¬†Driving slowly, and with the windows down, we followed the sound, getting closer and closer. ¬†Wait – there’s a sign. ¬†POPCORN PARK ZOO ! ¬†What have we here ???


Popcorn Park Zoo is a wildlife rescue/animal sanctuary and refuge established in 1977 for the sole purpose of providing a refuge for animals that were sick, ¬†abandoned and/or abused. ¬†What a marvelous place! ¬†Of course, we went in to check this place out. ¬†There is a nominal admission fee – $5 per person ,and $4 for seniors. ¬†They sell “popcorn” (hence, popcorn zoo) if you would like to feed the animals – $2 for small, and $2.50 a large. ¬†The receptionist said we could feed any animal except the cats – they don’t like popcorn. ¬†Cats??? Hmmm. ¬†This place is very, very cool – lions and tigers and bears ( At this point, I ¬†must insert “oh my”). ¬†The hideous sounds we heard from the road were actually donkeys – heehawing with all of their might. The handsome fellow below was part of the “chorus”.


And when we passed by their area, they all came running to get their share of popcorn.  Believe it or not, they also have several gigantic brown bears, monkeys, and a number of tigers.

This is Kya – a blind Bengal tiger. ¬†Isn’t she beautiful?


Here’s Sister reaching for a peanut


NOTE:¬†Liste -up people, Vietnamese Pot-bellied pigs are cute when they’re babies. ¬†But they grow up to be HUGE!!! ¬†If you don’t have the room for them, or the desire to take care of a gigantic pig – don’t buy one !!! ¬†Below is one of several pigs at the zoo.


If you buy popcorn, be prepared to be accompanied by dozens of creatures, all looking for a handout. These guys came around at the beginning of our stroll.  Trust me, many, many more followed, going so far as to nudge the popcorn box.


At the end of a very satisfying day, we decided to have a bite to eat .¬†We didn’t ¬†get to see the Jersey Devil (this time). ¬† Besides, what would we have done if we actually spotted him? ¬† The only Jersey Devil we found was a namesake pub, JD’S BAR & GRILLE in Galloway, New Jersey. JD’s has good food, pretty good drinks, entertainment on the weekends, and great specials . ¬†We didn’t find the Devil, but JDs will have to do for now. ¬†Trust me – we’ll ¬†keep our eyes and ears open. ¬†Wouldn’t you?


NOTE:  In Popular Culture

Who can ever forget The Sopranos??? ¬†“Pine Barrens” is the eleventh episode of the show’s third season. In this episode, Christopher and Paulie Walnuts take a guy to the the woods, and have hime dig his own grave, owing to a bad debt. ¬†If you haven’t ¬†seen The Sopranos – it’s a must !!! ¬†Especially if you’re a native. ¬†Many critics think this is one of the best episodes ever, including Time magazine.


Folklorist, ¬†Jan Harold Brunvand wrote that the spread of contemporary pop culture has overtaken traditional Jersey Devil legends. ¬†One New Jersey group called the “Devil Hunters” refer to themselves as ‚Äúofficial researchers of the Jersey Devil”, and devote time to collecting reports, visiting historic sites, and going on night hunts in the Pine Barrens in order to “find proof” that the Jersey Devil does in fact exist.

The Jersey Devil has become a cultural icon in the state, inspiring several organizations to use the nickname. In professional hockey, the Eastern Hockey League Jersey Devils played from 1964 through 1973.  When the National Hockey League Colorado Rockies relocated to New Jersey in 1982, a fan poll voted to rename that team the New Jersey Devils.


Tim and I will continue exploring this area.  Stay tuned for nature trails, wineries, casinos, campgrounds and a whole lot more.


December 2, 20016

Good Mawnin’ – I gon’ tell you some ting – dat trip was dee bes !!!

As you may know, we used to live in the islands – 3 years St. Croix, 7 years in St. Thomas, and 3 months in Jost Van Dyke in the British Virgin Islands, or BVI. ¬†We haven’t been back for about 5 years, so lots of changes. ¬†But what a trip — If you’ve never been, ¬†put it on your bucket list. ¬†The beauty is heavenly!!! ¬†For those of you interested in camping, I’ve included some info, ¬†as well as our sailing stops, and a few restaurant reviews.

It was a long haul to get to and from the boat.  Four plane trips, 2 ferry rides. and countless taxis.  We tried UBER  for the first time, and it worked out very well, while still in the USA.  I especially like that you know what it will cost before you start the trip.  Unfortunately, there are some unscrupulous taxi drivers who go out of their way to run-up the meter when you are clearly new in town.  Not so with UBER Рyou can relax Рno listening to that infernal meter tick-tick-ticking.

On Saturday, we arrived in Tortola. ¬†There used to be a campgound at Brewer’s Bay, but it seems to be no longer in existence. We are here ¬†to ¬†board our 50′ Catamaran for a week of sailing the islands. “Tennessee Waltz” would be our home.


The captain was my son Gene. ¬†The crew consisted of Gene’s wife Jenny, and my grandsons Timmy, Dan, and Matt. ¬†Also on board acting as crew were their friends the Cooks – Dad, Mom, and three sons, ¬†along with Tim and me. (Six boys, ranging in age from 6 to11). ¬†After a briefing for the captain and main crew, and a boat walk-through, we were on our way. ¬†First stop – Norman Island.

Norman Island is one of a number of islands reputed to be the inspiration for Robert Louis Stevenson’s pirate novel, Treasure Island. It¬†is a well-known destination for cruisers and other tourists because of three sea-level caves at the base of cliffs.


The caves are ideal for snorkeling. ¬†There are ¬†no permanent inhabitants (other than wild goats), but there is a restaurant and bar named “Pirates Bight”. ¬†There is also an old schooner named the William Thornton, or “Willy T”, ¬†which operates as a bar and restaurant. ¬†The Willy T gets pretty rowdy, and is not suitable for small children. ¬†But we did explore the caves, and have dinner at the “Pirates Bight”.

Picture of “Pirate’s ¬†Bight”.


What the heck is a “bight”? ¬†For years I’ve heard and said that word, not knowing what it means. ¬†Well, in geography, a bight is a bend or curve in a coastline, river, or other geographical feature. It typically indicates a large, open bay. It is distinguished from a sound by being shallower. OK – ¬†now we all ¬†know.

There are no campgrounds on Norman Island.

On the second day, we snorkeled at The indians, then spent the night on a mooring at Cooper Island. ¬†The Indians are four¬†rocky pinnacles that rise straight up, about 100′ from the ocean floor. It’s one of my favorite places to snorkel because it’s like being inside an aquarium.¬†There are lots of blue tangs, parrotfish, cow fish, damsel fish, sergeant majors, jacks, queen angels, wrasse, trunk fish, and all the usual suspects, including an eel or two. If you’re lucky, you might spot a queen trigger fish. ¬†You need luck because they’ve been pretty much fished out. ¬†Unfortunately for them, they happen to be delicious.


This is a painting of a Queen Trigger Fish.


Cooper Island used to be an overnight stop without too many tourists.  There was one building on the beach which served as a restaurant, and a dock that was home to more barracudas than I care to think about.  There were also a few simple beach cottages for rent.  Today, the island remains fairly simple, but the beach has tuned into a pretty large restaurant/bar complex.  The barracudas have moved on.  Although there is no campground on the island, staying in one of the cottages  is more akin to camping than to a luxury resort, although a bit pricey.


Day three was an incredible day at The Baths on Virgin Gorda, and a night at Leverick Bay.  There are no camping facilities on Virgin Gorda at this time.

The Baths  are a result of geologic changes to granite that eroded into piles of boulders on the beach.  The boulders form natural tidal pools, tunnels, arches, and scenic grottoes that are open to the sea. Since 1990, this area has been a BVI National Park.


 Although it was a bit frightening getting onto the beach due to rough water, everyone had a great time exploring, climbing on the boulders, and swimming in the grottoes.


This it the Leverick Bay resort.  They had good food, and a pool for the kids to play in.  They even had a laundry that boaters could use Рwith six kids, you know we did laundry!


On Tuesday we put the sails up, and headed for Anegada, my favorite island. ¬†Here’s a photo of Matthew (age 7) at the helm with my son Gene.


Anegada was formed from coral and limestone. At its highest point the island is 28 feet above sea level. Anegada is 11 miles long and fringed with mile after mile of white sandy beaches. Named Anegada or the ‚ÄúDrowned Island‚ÄĚ by the Spanish, Anegada is famous for its horseshoe reef that extends 10 miles, and has claimed over 200 known shipwrecks. ¬†It is quite a trek to get there – and tricky. There are many ¬†coral heads and odd currents that surround the island. ¬†It is also difficult to identify landmarks and dangerous reef areas, making Anegada off limits for many charter companies, and in fact, it was once advertised as the ‚ÄúForbidden Cruise‚ÄĚ. ¬†Since we owned our own boat, we traveled to Anegada back when there were no water markers. ¬†One person stood at the bow with a hook, and pointed the way through the reef. ¬†The hook was used to push away from coral heads, if necessary. ¬†It was really, really scary, but very exciting, ¬†especially when you made it safely through the reef to your anchoring spot. Today there is a well-marked channel into Setting Point so, with ¬†good weather and a vigilant crew, the trip to Anegada is delightful.

What makes it so great? ¬†The beaches – ¬†Cow Wreck, Loblolly, and Flash of Beauty to name a few. ¬†The restaurants. The friendly people. The flamingoes – yep, there is a flock of them. ¬†The fishing. ¬†The lobster. ¬†And oh yes, there is campground . ¬†Actually, it’s a “glampground” at the Anegada Beach Club. ¬†The resort features seven uniquely designed and beautifully appointed Beachfront Luxury Tents. ¬†The tents are raised above the dunes and overlook a pristine, powder sand beach. ¬†The rate is $300/night¬†(yikes).

Picture of the outside –


and of the inside –


I did meet a young man who primitive camped on the dunes above the beach between Cow Wreck Beach and the Anegada Beach Club.  He said that no one bothered him there, but the wind was very strong, and the bugs almost ate him up alive.  Not for me!!!

Anegada is also known for the large salt ponds which cover much of the west end of the island.  In the 1830s, thousands of Caribbean flamingos lived in these ponds, but they were hunted for food and feathers throughout the 19th and early 20th centuries, and disappeared by 1950. Thankfully, they have been reestablished. As of 2016, the flamingo flock numbers approximately 200 birds. The birds are another tourist draw, but officials are trying to keep the number of visitors to the flamingo areas at a level that allows the birds to flourish.  Observation decks have been built to keep people in one area only.  if you are unaware of their existence and stumble across them, it is quite a shock Р but a good one.



You may think a beach is a beach is a beach.  I disagree.  Check out Cow Wreck Beach.


And to think that just days ago, I was sitting there having a pina colada -ahhhhhh…

All the kids at Cow Wreck


From the left: Nolan, Danny, Mick, Matthew, Timmy, and Liam.  The kid crew.

The sun is setting at Loblolly Bay –


Anegada has some of the best restaurants in the islands. ¬†Naturally, the specialty is seafood, with lobster as the star attraction. ¬†The Anegada Reef Hotel is usually our “go-to” place, the food is fabu.

The people are friendly, and are customer oriented. ¬†When we woke up on Wednesday morning at anchor, a small boat pulled alongside with a single passenger who began to belt out “Oh what a beautiful morning…”. ¬†Naturally, when he started singing, we all ran towards the sound, including the kids, to see who was singing. ¬†It was very cool. And then “Welcome to heaven on earth. ¬†My name is Sam, with a capital S, and I would like tell you a little about my restaurant. ¬†If you come for dinner, please call before 4pm to let us know you are coming, and if you go somewhere else, have a safe and wonderful time. ¬†But stop by to say hello”.

This is Sam –


I could write a book about Anegada, but I have move on to our next stop,  Jost Van Dyke РWhite Bay during the day, and Great Harbour for dinner and overnight on a mooring.

Remember I told you we lived in Jost for a short while? ¬†Here’s a picture of White Bay.


Do you see the blue and pale green awning?  OK Рnow look at the branch above it, partially obscuring a window.  That window was in our apartment.  Yep, I know Рspectacular, right?

Also on this beach is Ivan’s Stress-Free Bar and White Bay Campground. ¬†Ivan has tents, bare sites and cabins.

After playing on the beach, we motored around to Great Harbour and moored. ¬†It was Thanksgiving Day, and I knew Foxys wouldn’t let us down. ¬†Correct ! ¬†On the menu was a full Thanksgiving dinner, and it was delicious. ¬†Everyone had a great time.

For our last day, we went to Monkey Point, on Guana Island.  The snorkeling there is excellent.


On our way to Soper’s Hole, to moor for the night, ¬†we were rewarded with this gorgeous sight.


In the evening, we had one of the best meals we’ve ever had at a restaurant called¬†Scaramouche. ¬†This is an extraordinary restaurant owned by a man from Italy named Roberto and his wife Chiara. ¬†Please see my review in Food Section.

On Saturday, it was time to return Tennessee Waltz. ¬†We got up very early and decided to snorkel The Indians one last time. ¬†The kids took turns jumping off of the bow, climbing the ladder, and doing it ll over again. ¬†So fun! ¬†We got back to the charter company in time for the 12:00 noon check-in. ¬†Thankfully, the boat was in perfect condition. ¬†The Reilly and Cook families headed to the airport for their trip home. ¬†Tim and I returned to St. Thomas for a few days to chill. ¬†It was an excellent vacation, with memories I’ll cherish forever.

Note#1:  There are campgrounds in the United States Virgin Islands.

Water Island Рa 7 minute ferry ride from St Thomas will bring you to the Virgin Islands Campground.  It is an eco-sensitive resort with self-contained cottages.

St John

Cinnamon Bay Campground Рlocated inside Virgin Islands National Park.  40 rustic cottages, steps from the beach, platform tents and bare sites are available.

Maho Bay Campground Р has 114 eco- tents on Maho Bay.

Concordia Eco-Resort –¬†Concordia Eco-Resort offers two distinct types of accommodations – Eco-Tents that are wood framed, soft-sided structures. Units are available for the guest who prefers a more traditional room experience.

St Croix

Ridge to Reef Farm –¬†Agro-Eco Farm at the Virgin Islands Sustainable Farm Institute ‚Äď the Virgin Islands‚Äô only certified Organic and Green Globe destination ‚Äď a sprawling 200-acre conservation forest farm with comfortable guest cabanas.

Mount Victory Camp –¬†Handcrafted Bungalows on a homestead in St. Croix‚Äôs West End Rainforest. ¬†The handcrafted bungalows are made from local tropical hardwoods. ¬†This is ‚Äúcamping‚ÄĚ at its most comfortable with handmade teak beds with linens, efficiency kitchens, and hot showers in a clean tiled bath house.


NOTE #2 Р When we arrived in Tortola,  I met two lovely young women, one from St. Croix, and one from St. Thomas.  I told them I would mention them in my blog, because they have a great cause.  Grace King is the founder of A.N.A.T.H.A. and  Ywamle Sheridan is the Director of Operations.  ANATHA is a non-profit organization, whose mission is to provide training, guidance, mentorship, and counsel to a adolescents facing the challenges of recovering from domestic abuse, substance abuse, as well as overcoming behavioral health conditions.  They seek to empower, enhance, and educate to create honorable citizens in the USVI.  Their website is  Please support them if you are able.



November, 2016

Tim and I have been spending a lot of time making our new house a¬†home. ¬†It’s a job that will take some doing, so we decided that each day, from now on, we would spend a little less time working on the house, and a whole lot more time enjoying ourselves. ¬†For us, that usually means exploring. ¬†First up, Brigantine Island, with an area of 10.36 miles. ¬†The first record of Brigantine was in the logbook of the mate on Henry Hudson‚Äôs Ship in 1608. He wrote ‚ÄúThis is a very good land to fall in with ‚Äď a pleasant land to see.‚ÄĚ But apparently, ¬†they never actually landed on Brigantine Island. ¬†I’d like to know why – but there’s no one to ask!

The Lenni-Lanape tribe, who summered and fished here, called it Wattamoonica which meant ‚Äúplayground.‚ÄĚ In 1610 the first whalers and fishing boats appeared offshore. Some time later pirates, including the likes of Captain Kidd, were reported to have visited the Island and legend has it that treasure is buried here. ¬†Hmmm – when I¬†have¬†time, ¬†I think I’ll search for that.

The island was named for the many shipwrecks in the area, including those of brigantines.  The Brigantine shoals are two to three miles offshore.   Well over 300 vessels of all types have been wrecked on the shoals since the early 1700’s.   Records of these disasters were not well kept.

Back to the ship РThe brigantine was a two-masted sail boat,   having the main mast as the second and taller of the two masts.  The brigantine was the second most popular rig for ships built in the American colonies before 1775, the most popular type of vessel being a sloop. The brigantine was swifter and more easily maneuvered than a sloop or schooner, so it was used for purposes of piracy, espionage, and reconnoitering Рthink prohibition.



Today, this is the bridge that crosses from Atlantic City to Brigantine Island. ¬†It’s the only way onto the island, unless you happen to have ¬†a boat. It’s ¬†been saddled with this not very creative name – the Atlantic City – Brigantine Connector. ¬†Cmon’ guys – I think you could have done a teensy bit better than that.


If you are over 35, you may remember  Brigantine Castle, which was built in 1975.   If you lived anywhere near here, and you never actually visited the castle, you may remember the TV commercials.  Every season they flashed across television screens from New York to Philadelphia.   There was  a vampire that leapt from a picture and sprung to life, a headless woman, monsters, goblins and other assorted ghouls.  And of course, creepy organ music.  (no, not all organ music is creepy).  Brigantine Castle was a spooky house extraordinaire.  For some reason, I remember visiting in the late 60s Рhow is that possible?  Hmmmm.

The “monsters” that worked in the five-story wood-and-foam clad building were mostly young drama majors from nearby colleges, whose sole purpose was to scare the be-jesus out of you. ¬†By the way, at the time, at 110 feet tall, and with 5 fully functional stories, ¬†it was the largest free-standing wooden structure in the US ¬†Among the castle’s most memorable attractions, and my favorite, ¬†was the rat room, a pitch-black hallway where “man-eating rats” scurried about the floor, and the “doctor of ratology” described her collection of “pets”. The rodents were actually garden hoses pushed through holes in the wall with recordings of shrill squealing and scratching piped in. ¬†In a pitch black room, they would push and pull the hoses at your legs as you walked through.


Because of neighbors’ ¬†constant complaints, ¬†suspected building code violations, and declining tourists, the attraction was closed in the mid-eighties, and finally razed to make way for condos.

But just because you can no longer visit the Castle,  do visit the island.  There are a few other great points of interest.


Here is just one of many.


The beaches have hundreds, maybe thousands of plovers, searching for food. ¬†They’re relentless in their search. ¬†I know you’ve seen them – running towards the water as it recedes, and then away from the water as it rushes towards the sand – endlessly. ¬†To me, they’re kind of funny to watch.


Here is one of the little cuties up close.



Party Beach

Is on the Atlantic Ocean side of the island. ¬†And yes, I intend to buy a pass for my car to drive on the beach. ¬†Schlepping with all of your gear to and from the water’s edge is not much fun. Especially with children in tow.



Brigantine Lighthouse Рwas constructed by the Island Development Real Estate Company in 1926 as part of an effort to attract residents to the island.  But the structure was too far from shore and too low to be used as a functioning lighthouse, so it has been used over the years as headquarters for the Brigantine Police Department, as a museum and as a gift shop, in addition to being a central identifying symbol of the city.  Today, people use it as a directional landmark.  If you are one of the many people who love lighthouses, add this to your collection.  If nothing else, it sure is different.


Did I mention it’s in the middle of a road round-a-bout. ¬†I had to risk life and limb to be in this photo.

The Marine Mammal Stranding Center – was established in 1978, as New Jersey’s only marine stranding center. ¬†Today, ¬†the center rehabilitates and releases stranded marine mammals and sea turtles. ¬†It has rescued more than 3,900 whales, dolphins, seals and sea turtles since it was formed. ¬†Once we’re set up, ¬†and finished with putting away boxes, I would like to volunteer here a few hours a week.


Beginning October 1, 2016 it is only open for tours  Saturdays from 10am Р2pm. Should you want to visit, the address is 3625 Brigantine Boulevard, Brigantine, NJ ..


The Brigantine Hotel

This hotel still stands on the Atlantic coast side of the island.


This is the hotel today. ¬†It was sold, and ¬†is now called Legacy Vacation Club Brigantine Beach. ¬†it’s not much to look at right now, but historically, it is remarkable. ¬†The Brigantine Hotel ¬†was an early integrated hotel starting in the 1940s. It was owned for a period by Father Divine’s International Peace Mission movement. ¬†That’s a whole other story worth a Google search. ¬† I am familiar with Father Divine, who is now deceased, and his Gladwyne, PA residence – Woodmont. ¬† As a young adult, and in high school, I ¬†often visited, and was treated to lunch. This is Woodmont today.



Wild Thing

Brigantine has one of the last “wild” beaches in NJ, ¬†Check out this fox we spotted on the beach. ¬†I was sure he would run when he saw us trying to take his picture. ¬†But no, he considered ¬†us, and ¬†instead of running, he just stretched, yawned, and slowly walked away. ¬†I guess he felt pretty safe.






This town’s answer to a boardwalk doesn’t actually live up to that name, on the grounds that there isn’t a board in it. It’s a bit more than a quarter of a mile of concrete walkway on top of a seawall, or bulkhead. ¬† It’s raised a few feet above the sand, at the far north end of the developed section of Brigantine. ¬†It does have some of the amenities of modern boardwalks. There’s a coin-operated set of binoculars for looking out to sea. ¬†Walk along and you’ll find a few mileage markers, as you do on lots of boardwalks today – although, given it’s length, maybe they should be called ¬†tenth-of-a-mile markers. ¬†It does draw lots of folks. ¬†It’s short and it’s beautiful. Besides which, it is adjacent to the untamed beaches.



For those of you who follow this blog, you know I am not a a friend of the mosquito.  There is another creature who lives in Brigantine, that may be even worse, ( yes, worse! ) than mosquitoes.  It is the dreaded GREEN HEAD FLY.  For those of you unfamiliar with the green Head Рlet me introduce you.


This is a nasty, nasty creature.  You see those pincers at the front of his face?  Well let me tell you that it can attach itself to your pants, in my case, my arse. and not let go.  It is determined to go through the pants and nibble, nay, painfully chomp on your flesh, and suck your blood. Even while Tim, the green head slayer, was swatting at him with his hand and anything else he could find, that relentless devil continued to try and gnaw a hole in my pants so as to make his entry.  Finally, Tim got him to stop, only by swatting the life out of him.  But let me tell you.  He has relatives, and lots of them.  Thank goodness, they are not out blood-sucking 24/7, they do have feeding hours, and mating times, and preferable weather conditions.  If mosquitoes like you, these suckers (literally), will love you.

I want to end on a positive note. The beaches on Brigantine are clean, big, ¬†and beautiful, and they call to you like a siren’s song – come and play. ¬†We plan on doing just that – just ¬†not when the green heads are hunting.

Note:  We soon leave for our boat charter in the British Virgin Islands.  My next post will tell you all about it. Have a safe and wonderful holiday.  HAPPY THANKSGIVING everyone!









October, 2016

Sorry it’s been such a long time since our last post. ¬†We’ve ¬†been pretty busy – BUYING A HOUSE



We have been living in our 17′ Casita for 1 year and two months. ¬†It has been wonderful. ¬†We started writing this blog as a keepsake, so we could look back anytime, and remember the places, people, and fun. ¬†We also kept the blog for our family and friends, to be able to go along for the ride. ¬†Lastly, but certainly not the least, it was kept to inspire others to follow their dreams. ¬†I’m sure you all know people who are “going to do this”, and are “planning to do that”. ¬†You may even be one of them. ¬†Unfortunately, life gets in the way, and circumstances change, and the best laid plans never come to fruition. ¬†Do it now. ¬†Stop coming up with reasons you can’t, and come up with reasons you can – ¬†and will.

That all being said,   when we visited one of my sons, he asked us when we were going to stop living like hobos.


Mind you, he asked in a humorous kind of way – but he did ask. ¬†When I told this story to my other son, he said that yes, we do live like hobos, but “good” hobos. ¬†It got us to thinking.



¬†Well, hobo no mo’. ¬†Everyone will be happy to know we bought a home in Galloway, Atlantic County, New Jersey.¬† Of course, the next question was, “Of all the fabulous places you’ve been, you two decided to settle down in Galloway, New Jersey”? ¬†The simple answer is, “yes”. ¬† ¬†The long answer is that it’s home. ¬†We are east coast people. ¬†It’s where most of our family resides. ¬†And sure, you can make friends anywhere, but it’s pretty difficult to meet someone new, and be as close as you are to your “girlfriend since 4th grade” girlfriend. ¬†Plus, we love the ocean, and we’re only 20 minutes away. ¬†Just far enough to be out of the flood zone, and close enough to go everyday if we choose. ¬†I’ll be regaling you with tales of fishing, clamming, and crabbing. ¬†Not to mention wonderful entertainment and great restaurants.

But no way are we giving up traveling in our little casita. ¬†It’s just that we won’t be living in it full-time. ¬†The blog posts will continue. ¬†For example, we’re chartering a 50- foot Catamaran in the British Virgin Islands for Thanksgiving.


Not too shabby, right?

We’ll also be spending time in St. Thomas, USVI, before and after that charter. ¬†There are several campgrounds in the islands, so we’ll be visitig them. ¬†And although you can’t “RV” there, if you’re a camper, I guarantee you’ll be interested.

So many of you wrote in response to the AC post, we’re going to continue with info about other NJ shore towns, review campgrounds, and give the low down on NJ wineries. ¬†It may be “just home” for us, but it’s a new world for you. ¬†You won’t want to miss out. ¬†Hope we see you soon!



October, 2016

We chose Galloway, New Jersey as a one month stop because it’s very close to Atlantic City. ¬†Some of you may remember the splendor that was A.C. ¬†This is the town my Mom and Dad brought us to for summer vacations when we were children. ¬† We couldn’t wait. The rip to Atlantic City became ¬†more of a reality the closer we got. ¬†We could taste the salt on our lips, and smell the clams and other sea life in the surrounding marshes, several miles before arriving.


We stayed in an old guest house called Rose’s, a green wooden clapboard structure that was probably razed to make way for the casinos. ¬†Even as a child, I remember the rooms being small, and the bathroom was in the hall, shared by other vacationers. ¬†For us, that usually meant extended family – aunts, uncles, and cousins. ¬†On Sundays, the smell of spaghetti “gravy” filled the air, and the familiar, melodious vowel sounds of the Italian language could be heard throughout the guesthouse.

Atlantic City was glorious.  We would go to the beach everyday, then head home to shower and dress.


The picture above is the true, beautiful, and expansive AC Beach

After we we were all dolled up, we would go out for dinner, and then walk the boards Рthe best part.  Million Dollar Pier was an amusement park and arcade extraordinaire. There were men who guessed your weight. And contraptions where  men brought a sledge hammer down to ring the bell, to show their strength.  There were many booths where prizes could be won.  Throwing darts at balloons,


tossing ¬†coins into ¬†a saucer, tossing a ring over a bottle neck,¬†shooting water guns to fill up tubes – it was great! ¬†Of course years later when I worked one of these booths in San Diego’s Mission Beach ¬†(yes, I was a “carney” for a month), I found that these games were set up so that people ¬†would not win, unless they found the “trick” to winning. ¬†Of course finding that trick took quite a bit of trying, and a lot of money spent. ¬†Sure, you see people walking the boards, even today, with life-size plush animals. ¬†But trust me, they are only flukes. ¬†By the way, if you’re dying to know – I worked in a booth where there were baskets on their sides, and all you a had to do was toss a basketball, and have it stay in the basket. ¬†Sound easy? ¬†Try it. ¬†Some day I’ll tell you all about my stint as a potato salad maker for Kentucky Fried Chicken (really )


I made lots of money for the park, and I guarantee, not many prizes were won.

Steel Pier was another great over-the water wonderland, ¬†with lots of games, rides, a Ripley’s Believe It Or Not, and a Diving Horse.


A diving horse is an attraction that was popular in the mid-1880 to the mid 1950s, in which a horse would dive into a pool of water, sometimes from as high as 60 feet. ¬†It’s true – I saw it. Although I never believed for one minute that a horse willingly jumps. ¬†I’m pretty certain the lovely woman who accompanied the horse carried a hidden needle to give the horse a good pinch, thus, causing him to dive from the platform, sometimes four times a day, seven days a week. Pressure from animal rights activists, and declining demand led to this “act” being permanently shut down in the 1970s. The president of the Humane Society of the United States stated: “This is a merciful end to a colossally stupid idea.” ¬†Amen to that !!!

Back to the boards. ¬†Atlantic City was glamorous. ¬†Walking the boards was an activity in and of itself. ¬†Everyone got dressed up. ¬†And I mean with high-heels, and furs. ¬†There were even rubber tips for the heels that made them just wide enough that they couldn’t slip between the slats of the wooden boards.


My Mom dressed me, my brother, and sister, to fit the occasion. ¬†We ¬†looked adorable, IMHO, and ¬†looked forward to a night “on the boards”, with great anticipation. For those who didn’t want to stroll, there were human-powered “baskets” in which to ride the boards.


Atlantic City was a place to see and be seen. ¬†It is a great childhood memory. ¬†If you’e never been to Atlantic City, ¬†check it out. ¬†Although the town I described above is long gone, you can still find great restaurants and excellent entertainment. ¬†Steel Pier has been renovated, and is open in the summer. ¬†Sure, the boardwalk is still there, and of course the expansive, still-free beach, and gorgeous ocean, but mostly, I think that now it’s about the casinos that line the boardwalk, and stand in the marina district.

In 2016, the highest grossing casinos are as follows: ¬†Number three, the¬†Tropicana, on the boardwalk, is the third highest grossing casino. ¬†It’s theme is Old Havana. In second place is Harrah’s in the marina district. ¬† This large casino has a very contemporary feel. There is no “theme” per se, just clean lines, and lots of marble and dark woods. ¬†The number one casino is¬†The Borgata. ¬†It is well-maintained, and beautifully decorated, ¬†with Dale Chiuly blown glass art pieces gracing many different ceilings. Ten years after it brought Las Vegas glitz, glamour and luxury to Atlantic City, the Borgata Hotel Casino & Spa still dominates the market.

Some facts:

Atlantic City was the inspiration for the American version of the board game Monopoly, especially the names of roads you still drive along today.



Since 1921, Atlantic City had been the location for the Miss America pageant. ¬†It did move ¬†to Las Vegas in 2005 after 83 years. ¬†The¬†iconic image of the tearful winner with glittering tiara and bouquet of roses parading down the catwalk in the middle of Boardwalk Hall was greatly missed by many. ¬†For years as a young girl, my Mom and I sat on the ouch armed with paper and pencils. ¬†We scored the contestants, trying to choose a winner. I can honestly say in the ten or so years we “judged”, we never, ever picked the winner. ¬†In September of 2013, the pageant moved back to AC, to crown Miss America, 2014.

This is the first Miss America, 16-year old  Margaret Gorman, who was crowned in 1921.


…and 2017 Miss America,¬†¬†Savvy Shields


The TV show, “Boardwalk Empire”, was based on Atlantic City in the time of Prohibition. ¬†This is a must-see.


I’m really comfortable here in Atlantic City. ¬†It evokes only pleasant memories. ¬†I hope one month is enough…






September, 2016

Indeed, we’re on our way home. ¬†There is only one teensy problem. ¬†We have no home to go home to. ¬†Well, at least not the bricks and mortar kind.


¬†As you may recall, when we retired last October, we sold our home and our possessions, to go on this journey. ¬†But we’re not sad about that – no shoveling snow, no cleaning gutters, no mowing , no replacing fencing or the roof, and no endless time-consuming, money intensive other prevention and maintenance chores that have to be done. ¬†But now, more than ever, I know that home isn’t really a building or a specific place. ¬†Home really is where the hearts is. ¬†My husband Tim is my partner in life and in crime. ¬†He’s my best friend. ¬†And so it’s easy to say that when I’m with him – I’m home. ¬†But there is more to the story. My heart has a few loves who, unfortunately, do not live in the Casita with us. ¬†My three grandsons – how I miss them.


My sons, Gene and Chris, and their wives, Jenny and Liz. ¬†My brother Lou, and his wife Bev. ¬†And of course, my sister Joan. ¬†Tim’s sister Patty, who we have gotten to see twice in the last year, while traveling through California. ¬†But there are even more – all of their children, and their children’s children. ¬†Cousins galore. Friends from school days. Now that is a family – our family – and I miss them one and all, from the bottom, and with all of ,my heart.

We’ve been on the road for over a year now. ¬†it has been a true blessing. ¬†We have seen breathtaking beauty. ¬†We’ve met unforgettable people. We’ve pushed the limits of our envelope. ¬†It hasn’t all been a bowl of cherries, not when you’re sharing a space that’s probably not quite 100 sq ft. ¬†People who live in tiny houses can learn a thing or two from us. ¬†Comments have run the gamut from, “That’s fascinating”, to “You’ve go to be kidding”, to “And you’re both still alive?” ¬†We’ve been asked so many times, “How do you do it?” ¬†There are a few things that make this work – respect for one another, and a sense of humor . ¬†And a willingness to “make it work”. (Thank you Tim Gunn).

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It isn’t always easy. The most difficult part is missing ¬†family. ¬†That’s why we are so happy to be heading “home”. ¬†I feel like a horse going back to the stable. ¬†We’re driving faster ( of course within the speed limits), and putting in more time at the wheel.

The towns we’re passing through are not on our bucket list. ¬†Hugoton, Kansas, whose main attraction is Wagon Bed Springs, a¬†‚Äúonce vital watering source on Santa Fe Trail‚ÄĚ – okay. ¬†Then we have Goddard, Kansas, home of¬† Tanganyika Wildlife Park. ¬†Having just seen wildlife in many National Parks, we took a pass on this one. ¬†And let’s not forget Odessa, Kansas – home of¬†One Good Taste Country Store – and our campground, owned and operated by One Good Taste Country Store. ¬†I haven’t even been able to find roadside oddities in these towns. ¬†But we’re not home yet, so let’s see what happens.

The next state we passed through was Missouri.  Is it pronounced like Missouruh, or Missouree?  My question is why the controversy Рhow did this happen?  For the answer, I turned to The Big Book of Beastly Mispronunciations, Charles Elster discusses, in detail, the ongoing debate about the correct pronunciation of the last syllable in Missouri.


Elster informs us. ¬†In June 1976 and again in 1989 the Midwest Motorist magazine conducted a poll of Missourians ¬†In 1976, 60 percent of Missourians chose -ee as preferred. ¬†In 1989, 66 percent of Missourians chose -ee as preferred. ¬†For more on this “fascinating” debate, go to the end of this post and read the article by Danita Allen Wood. ¬†By the way, I say Missouree.

Just as I was hoping that this pronunciation debate wasn’t the only thing I could write about besides possibly Mark Twain, who was born in Hannibal, Missouri (even though we aren’t passing through Hannibal), a wonderful thing happened. ¬†We stumbled upon Warm Springs Ranch,¬†in Boonville, Missouri.


This ranch is one of three hubs for the breeding and raising of Budweiser Clydesdale Horses. We took a tour of this magnificent place,  even got to pet Radar, a long-time resident of the ranch.



The tour was full of interesting info about the Clydesdales and how they became the symbol for Budweiser.  I like this tidbit:  Check out this Clydesdale horse shoe.  Most of you know what a regular horseshoe looks and feels like, right?  Look at this one.  Humungous!!!


and they love being combed…look at him raising his head high…


We saw two – ¬†two-week old Clydesdales, Shay, daughter of Sheila, and Jedi, son of Judi. ¬†This is a picture of Jedi. ¬†Baby Clydesdales weigh about 150 pounds when they’re born. ¬†Isn’t he fabulous?


They told us about the naming of the horses. ¬†For the last 30 years or so, the ranch manager, John Soto, got to name the foals. ¬†Everyone is named depending on the mom’s name. ¬†So – the first letter of mom Judi’s ¬†name ¬†starts with the letter ¬†“j”, so her baby’s name starts with a “J” – Jedi. ¬†Now this has been going on, as I said, for 30 years. ¬†With one exception. ¬†When Belle gave birth, her son was given the name Taco. ¬†Don’t you just love that?

At the end of the tour, the group was treated to ice cold Budweiser beer. ¬†Here’s a picture of guess who? ¬†Tim at the tap.



`What a great day!


The next day, being in a “horsey” mood, we swung through Paris, and Versailles, Kentucky. ¬†This is Kentucky horse country. ¬†The horses, farms, stables and pastures are truly a sight to see.



I am currently sitting at Flatwoods KOA campground in Sutton, West Virginia, doing my laundry. After washing several loads, I find that only one dryer works. ¬†So here I shall remain for several hours to get this done. ¬†Oh well – I told you it wasn’t all a basket of cherries…

We are¬†6 h 13 min (404.4 mi) from Philadelphia, PA. ¬†As anxious as we are to see our family and friends, we haven’t had a taste of the most delectable food on earth – and we’re running out of time, because there is a ¬†“season”. ¬†I am speaking , of course, of the succulent Maryland Blue Crab. ¬†Tim and I both love them. Tim even has a pair of khaki¬†shorts with¬†blue¬†crabs embroidered all over them, which he only wears when we eat crabs (thank goodness).


So I guess we won’t go straight to Philly. ¬†We’ll stop in Charlestown, Maryland at our favorite place for crabs,¬†The River Shack, at The Wellington Inn.


We arrived at the River Shack at 8:50 pm, And they close at 9 pm.  I called a few times while we were on the road, so they knew we were coming.  Kris the manager said that if we get there by 9, we get crabs.  We made it.  We got our crabs Рand corn-on-the-cob, and fries, and chicken wings with apple-garlic sauce. YUM!  They were so good.  I do want to give a shout out to Kris, the manager, Charli, the server, and Dawn, the chef.  I hope The Wellwood knows what great employees they have.




After leaving Maryland, we realized that we don’t have current inspection stickers. ¬†Driving into Pennsylvania could mean a big, fat ticket. ¬†I know because we got one of them before – for the same reason. ¬†So, instead of driving into PA, we drove into Galloway, New Jersey, to the Shady Pines Campground Resort. ¬†We’re going to stay here in New Jersey until we have the car inspected, and do all of he things that need doing like dental and doctor appointments, and shopping for new T-shirts, cause’ most of mine have holes in them. ¬†Honestly, you would think we’re hobos, or an incarnation of “The Beverly Hillbillies”. ¬†We’ll be headed to Florida, to SUN-N-FUN Campground, for at least 2 months, in November. ¬†But don’t worry. ¬†Being so close to the NJ coast, I plan on visiting and reporting on Atlantic City . ¬†And then onward to Florida.




For those of you who love (and I do mean love) the nitty gritty of things, I offer you


Article By Danita Allen Wood
Mizuree or Mizzuruh?
When Greg and I revived Missouri Life in 1998, I said I’d never jump into the old Missour-ee versus Missouri-uh debate. But two reasons compel me to go back on my word.
The first is that technology is changing my own pronunciation. I still say ‚ÄúMuh-zur-uh‚ÄĚ most of the time, much to my children‚Äôs dismay. But the desire to have listeners spell my e-mail address correctly has me using the ee pronunciation. I pronounce carefully and spell out my first name, ‚Äúd-a-n-i-t-a‚ÄĚ then say ‚Äúat Muh-zur-ee Life ‚ÄĒ one word ‚ÄĒ dot com.‚ÄĚ
The second is a recent scholarly investigation into the pronunciation of our state name by retired English Professor Donald Lance at the University of Missouri at Columbia. He passed away in 2002 while preparing the article for the journal American Speech, but Professor Matthew Gordon, also at MU, finalized the article.
The paper explores ‚Äúwhat the Indians said‚ÄĚ to early explorers, how Indians in the 1800s said the words, and other evidence.
The Peorias, within the Illinois branch of the Algonquian Indians, are credited with naming their neighbors, the Siouan Missouri Indians. The name meant ‚Äúone who has a wood boat‚ÄĚ and would have been pronounced wee-mee-soo-reet or wee-mih-soor-ita,where the i in mih rhymes with the one in “bit.”
After Jacques Marquette stayed with the Peorias, he drew a map in 1673 placing the Missouri Indians west of the Mississippi and spelling their name as √Ēemess√īrit. Marquette actually used a French symbol, an o with two horn-like protrusions at the top but shown as √Ē here. Other early explorers between 1681 and 1697 spelled the Algonquian‚Äôs name for the Missouri Indians as √Ēmissouri, Emissourita, Missourita, Missouris, Massorites, and Messorites.
Eventually, through French influence, the Missouri Indians adopted the name for themselves and most likely pronounced it mih-zur-ee-yay, with a long a, to rhyme with ‚Äúsay‚ÄĚ or ‚ÄúFrancais.‚ÄĚ
The next evidence was language data collected from 1830 to 1930. Lance found the uh or schwa form, represented by …ô in the dictionary, as the most common pronunciation of the final vowel. Later but similar language research done with people born between 1880 and the 1950s found Americans pronounced each syllable in a variety of ways, including mih or muh, zoor (rhymes with ‚Äúpure‚ÄĚ) or zur (rhymes with ‚Äúpurr‚ÄĚ), and finally ee, uh, eye, and also short i (as in ‚Äúbit‚ÄĚ) for the last syllable. In fact, the research shows the short i was more common than the long i.
Lance considered two possible explanations for the frequency of the uh pronunciation. He quotes a source from 1894: ‚ÄúThe Irish generally substitute …ô for i [in unstressed syllables, e.g. courage, ditches]; this substitution is a peculiarity, also, of a very large proportion of the cultivated American inhabitants of Philadelphia, New York City, and some parts of the South and West. A familiar instance is the Western pronunciation Mizur…ô.‚ÄĚ
Another possible explanation is that when Americans first saw the word in print, they interpreted the final spelled i as a long i, rhyming with ‚Äúeye,‚ÄĚ but then as the syllable weakened in stress, it was reduced to the schwa, or uh sound.
Lance also said if the uh developed through leveling of unstressed syllables, you would expect to find the loss of the uh altogether, leaving just Muh-zur, and indeed, he found that pronunciation, too.
Many people think the uh was Southern, but Lance said the early language data does not support that. A century ago, uh was heard from Maine to Georgia. In fact, more people in the Northern states of Vermont, Connecticut, New Jersey, and Pennsylvania said uh than ee, and ee was more common in South Carolina and Georgia.
If the Irish-Americans were responsible, then their settlement patterns help explain the distribution of uh across the country. Lance speculated that the uh sound in Pennsylvania, Virginia, and North Carolina is a reflection of Scotch-Irish immigration into those areas. Then the sound spread into Tennessee, Mississippi, northern Texas, lower Alabama, western Louisiana, and Arkansas.
So I can choose to blame my uh pronunciation on either my father’s Arkansas ancestors or my mother’s McQueen ancestors.
There was little change in the prevalence of these vowels until about 1900, when the automobile and telephone began to increase communication between people from different regions. The use of ee rose right along with usage of the car and the occurrences of World War I and the Roaring Twenties. Increasing education probably led to an increase in ee as the more common pronunciation of the final vowel at the expense of folk speech, Lance said.
So which pronunciation is right? Actually, all four are correct: muh-zur-eye, muh-zur-uh, mezur, or muh-zur-ee. Or if not correct, at least explainable.
It probably doesn’t matter. Lance also found that uh is rapidly disappearing, at least among MU students. The majority of the use today is in northwestern Missouri, including Kansas City, but its usage is declining there, as well.
I blame it on e-mail.