Great stories, I read the thread from the beginning. It makes you miss "community" we havent been living here for a fall yet, but I hope it goes back to a community.
September through November is my favorite time here. Less than 4 weeks until September 2nd. The day after Labor Day.
My family has owned the ranch next to the "S" house across from Goatfeathers since '67. I remember coming down as a kid. There were only 5 - 6 houses in our area of Santa Rosa, the Superette and its wooden floors, and JD Miller's Texaco station. Oh...and Camp Herold Baird in Dune Allen. One thing that always has stuck with me, though, was what my dad refered to as the giant barometer. At the intersection of 331 and 98 there was a wall of billboards. Inevitably, as it reached 4 or more layers high a hurricane would come wipe it out!
Now, here's the craziest memory. I remember the owner of the Superette on 98 having a plant...let's say of an illegal variety...in a pot on top of his meat cooler with a card saying what it was so everybody could identify it. It was my understanding that he was a sherriff's volunteer or something of the sort and that it had been "found" growing on the side of the road. At the time I didn't understand why my mom had such a keen interest in it and was asking so many questions!
Ya just don't get no good skoolin' like that any more!!
Was Rick's Run Aground in the "Brickyard" ? I remember going to some bar there...Back in the late 1970’s we would rent a 3 bedroom house for a week in the subdivision where Rick’s Run a Ground was located. What was it called? Are there still homes there? It was $75.00 for a week. We had a blast! We went once a year 3 or 4 times. We even bought t-shirts from Rick’s that said “I got wreaked at Rick’s”. We were in our 20’s, and would carry ice chest, chairs, Rafts, and everything we needed down the hill from hell and spend the day, everyday! It was much more difficult to carry everything back up that hill the end of the day. Then around 11pm would would go back and build a bonfire with the wood we found during the day. One year late at night with a full moon, the crabs were coming ashore by the hundreds. We had a grocery bag full in about 10 mins, then went back up the hill and cooked them. Some of our best vacations were spent there.