I grew up in the northeast corner of New Jersey, and my maternal grandparents lived in Glendale, Queens. I have a vivid memory of a special weekend I spent with my grandparents (without my parents or sisters!) when I was about 8 (late 1950s). We went to Broad Channel for the day, and my grandfather took me clamming. We had to wear sneakers, but when we felt a clam underfoot, I would duck underwater to grab it. We took home the clams we found, and my grandfather opened them at the kitchen sink. Mostly my grandmother sat on some wooden steps leading down to the water as I jumped around and paddled in the water. I remember thinking it was strange seeing her in a bathing suit.
Thinking back now, it looked like an old, rather run-down dock, but it lives in my mind as a wonderful, bright summer day.
I grew up in the northeast
I grew up in the northeast corner of New Jersey, and my maternal grandparents lived in Glendale, Queens. I have a vivid memory of a special weekend I spent with my grandparents (without my parents or sisters!) when I was about 8 (late 1950s). We went to Broad Channel for the day, and my grandfather took me clamming. We had to wear sneakers, but when we felt a clam underfoot, I would duck underwater to grab it. We took home the clams we found, and my grandfather opened them at the kitchen sink. Mostly my grandmother sat on some wooden steps leading down to the water as I jumped around and paddled in the water. I remember thinking it was strange seeing her in a bathing suit.
Thinking back now, it looked like an old, rather run-down dock, but it lives in my mind as a wonderful, bright summer day.