Pearl Street love

  • This summer I vacationed on Pearl Street in Beach Haven, my hometown, my heart.
  • I have lately taken to wearing my deceased grandmother’s ring; it’s shiny and antique and makes me think of her, which is a strange, new feeling. We weren’t close.
  • One of my other grandmothers (this one) still lives in the Beach Haven house in which I grew up; it’s an historic site on the island. (Literally.)
  • In 1960, the Baldwin Hotel in Beach Haven, situated on the very same Pearl Street mentioned above, burned down.

These are swimming in my head today. That’s a picture of the Baldwin Hotel. Isn’t it just gorgeous?

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