Theresa heading back to the house from the beach.
The view from the family room.
6 Cowrie Lane -- "Our House" for the week. A long and wonderful spring week at the beach -- complete with unseasonably cold weather, gray and rainy days and two beautifully sunny ones, a low of 6 people in the house (me, Mom, Kathy, Theresa, Chris, and Steve -- after Mike left on Tuesday) to a high of 17 (add Patricia and John, Anne and Jim, Eileen and Harold, Michael, Jimmy, Bradley, Justin, and Alana beginning on Thursday), and lots of walks on the beach. Our house at 6 Cowrie Lane in Wrightsville Beach, NC, was perfect for such a large family gathering to celebrate my retirement Four bedrooms and two bathrooms upstairs for the adults and two bedrooms and a bathroom downstairs for the young people and overflow adults, family rooms upstairs and down, and televisions in every bedroom and family room. We had wonderful home-cooked meals -- we all especially loved Jim's seafood and pasta on Friday night, with leftovers and more shrimp on Saturday night. We also had some memorable southern meals during the week -- barbeque and fried chicken plates at Jackson's Big Oak Barbeque on Kerr Avenue in Wilmington (a tip from our cashier at Wal*Mart on Monday) and southern-style fried fish on Wednesday at Something Fishy on College Avenue (a tip from our Jackson's waitress). Walking Kathy's kite on the beach. Blowing bubbles from the top deck of the house into the wind. Hours spent watching the daring Herman the Hermit Crab, found by John on the beach. And a game of miniature golf -- 5 adults versus 5 boys -- on Saturday afternoon. How did we manage to end up with a tied score so no one had bragging rights? It was sad to pack up and leave early on Sunday morning, but I was glad Patricia & John, Harold & Eileen, and Anne & Jim let me leave a bit earlier than they did, while they were still packing their cars. Everyone had to be out by 10:00 a.m., but I was on the road by 8:30 and home by 2:30 in the afternoon -- glad to be out of the traffic on I-95. Thanks to everyone, it was a wonderful, memorable week at the beach.
Theresa heading back to the house from the beach. 
The view from the family room. 
6 Cowrie Lane -- "Our House" for the week. A long and wonderful spring week at the beach -- complete with unseasonably cold weather, gray and rainy days and two beautifully sunny ones, a low of 6 people in the house (me, Mom, Kathy, Theresa, Chris, and Steve -- after Mike left on Tuesday) to a high of 17 (add Patricia and John, Anne and Jim, Eileen and Harold, Michael, Jimmy, Bradley, Justin, and Alana beginning on Thursday), and lots of walks on the beach. Our house at 6 Cowrie Lane in Wrightsville Beach, NC, was perfect for such a large family gathering to celebrate my retirement Four bedrooms and two bathrooms upstairs for the adults and two bedrooms and a bathroom downstairs for the young people and overflow adults, family rooms upstairs and down, and televisions in every bedroom and family room. We had wonderful home-cooked meals -- we all especially loved Jim's seafood and pasta on Friday night, with leftovers and more shrimp on Saturday night. We also had some memorable southern meals during the week -- barbeque and fried chicken plates at Jackson's Big Oak Barbeque on Kerr Avenue in Wilmington (a tip from our cashier at Wal*Mart on Monday) and southern-style fried fish on Wednesday at Something Fishy on College Avenue (a tip from our Jackson's waitress). Walking Kathy's kite on the beach. Blowing bubbles from the top deck of the house into the wind. Hours spent watching the daring Herman the Hermit Crab, found by John on the beach. And a game of miniature golf -- 5 adults versus 5 boys -- on Saturday afternoon. How did we manage to end up with a tied score so no one had bragging rights? It was sad to pack up and leave early on Sunday morning, but I was glad Patricia & John, Harold & Eileen, and Anne & Jim let me leave a bit earlier than they did, while they were still packing their cars. Everyone had to be out by 10:00 a.m., but I was on the road by 8:30 and home by 2:30 in the afternoon -- glad to be out of the traffic on I-95. Thanks to everyone, it was a wonderful, memorable week at the beach.
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We love you, Mary. Hope your retirement is all you dreamed it would be.
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