The footsteps of another great beach vacation are washed away now, but we had a great time and the adventures will live on in our memories.  While I tell the stories of our last few vacation days, I’ll jazz them up a bit with some “six word memoirs. Here’s one:  There is nothing like the beach. When I last posted, we were planning a fun Thursday night at the busy end of the boardwalk.  We played miniature golf in the newest course on the boardwalk. The course was a little lame; the obstacles were mostly oddly shaped fairways and drop holes (where…

To evoke the beach experience, most people, I think, will try to conjure the smell of salt air or the warmth of the sun on your face. But for me, I focus on the sounds… Here are the best cuts of the Ocean City soundtrack: > The repeated whoosh of the waves crashing and receding. When you’re walking on the beach, that’s almost the only sound you hear, forming a background noise that muffles everything else. > The song of the mockingbird that has taken up residence on the boardwalk light pole in front of the house. He (or she)…

There’s an Old Testament Bible story that tells of Noah building an arc to save selected few from the great flood.  I’m not so sure I believe in the two-by-two salvation of all the animals on the earth, but historians have shown us evidence of a huge flood in ancient times.  The Bible says that God placed a rainbow in the sky to remind us of his promise never again to destroy the world by flood.  I think about all those people who endured the 40 days and 40 nights of rain and how relieved they must have felt when…