Saluting with probably the wrong hand,

Chasing waves on a long board in the surf,

Riding waves as a body surfer well planned,

The *shoobee’s thinking we did so quite grand…

Meeting new friends from all over the states,

Impromptu contests in the ocean for rates,

Knowing all the great hiding places on the island,

Going to Ms. Schmidts for penny candy & baits…

Hurricane Sam could cut your hair really fast,

Out into the ocean in winter our rods were cast,

Playing kickball at school in seventh & eighth,

Going to high school some twelve miles distant,

Driving my boat to school, docking at the yacht club…

So many friends come and gone,

Can’t recall most of their names,

Some were bullies, now they got cancer,

Karma can play mean tricks,

Pay back for childhood games…

© ed J 4/26/08

*shoobees=summer visitors/tourists etc