Shoo Fly Don’t Bother Me

  The scents and sounds of my 1960s childhood summers at my grandmothers beach club  would sizzle together creating the perfect summer cocktail.  Along with the rhythmic sounds of the ocean waves breaking on the beach, and the staccato click,

The Cabana Set Boys of Summer

  Beach Club Paradise Pt. II My grandmothers mid-century beach club was an oddly  female universe at least during the week  when women far outnumbered the men . Up and down the rows of attached cabanas, the daily routines were