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A few posts back I mentioned my summers at the bungalows in Point Pleasant. They were all due to this man: my Uncle Rich.
He and my Father gave me the gift of my love for the water. They taught me to fish, how to crab, dig for clams and muscles; how to surf, Kayak and swim. My brother Joe, cousins Kristinn, Karin and I would spend eternities together, in the tidal pools, bays,sounds, and ocean from North Carolina to Maine. Kristin was always much braver than I when it came to touching the squiggly stuff.
I gained my first understanding of the environment. Whenever my Uncle Rich saw litter on the beach he would say " hey look, a people plant". We would always pick it up and and pack it out.
Happy Birthday Uncle Rich.
Tomorrow when we clean up Heckscher State Park, I'll be thinking about you.
Visit LIBAG.ORG for clean up details
A few posts back I mentioned my summers at the bungalows in Point Pleasant. They were all due to this man: my Uncle Rich.
He and my Father gave me the gift of my love for the water. They taught me to fish, how to crab, dig for clams and muscles; how to surf, Kayak and swim. My brother Joe, cousins Kristinn, Karin and I would spend eternities together, in the tidal pools, bays,sounds, and ocean from North Carolina to Maine. Kristin was always much braver than I when it came to touching the squiggly stuff.
I gained my first understanding of the environment. Whenever my Uncle Rich saw litter on the beach he would say " hey look, a people plant". We would always pick it up and and pack it out.
Happy Birthday Uncle Rich.
Tomorrow when we clean up Heckscher State Park, I'll be thinking about you.
Visit LIBAG.ORG for clean up details
