Every time I walk in and see the old sign I sigh for those times when it was so quiet in the fall and winter months. You could tell who was up early by their distinct squeak of a screen door. Depending on what house you were living in you could look out your window or run to the top of a dune to check who had left early to fish. If you were lucky, you were in the boat five or so miles out. The best times were the parties that went on all night.....no invitation needed as we all knew each other!