Our Delaware coastline has had its share of familiar facades.
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Does anyone remember the A framed Nomad Village? It was almost as notable for where it was on the outskirts of the Delaware Seashore State Park as for the way it looked. I would have liked to have the chance to photograph it but now it is approaching long gone.
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Many of our areas Iconic establishments are no more. There was Mack’s Homemade Ice Cream on route one in Rehoboth which was torn down just this year and that little motor lodge with the tree shaped sign and the horseshoe driveway a little farther north that was demolished a couple of years back. As my friend Sergei Zharinov used to sing: "Everysing must change, Young become ze old.”
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One venerable veteran of the lifestyle that is still going strong is the Bottle and Cork in Dewey Beach. I remember driving past it as a kid on our way to the boardwalk in Ocean City. On the sign ,or side of the building , somewhere it was written “The World’s Greatest Rock and Roll Bar". I have been there a few times to see shows and this slogan still adorns the stage. Someone I talked to told me amazing stories about driving there from seaford back in the 60’s or maybe even the 50’s. The story teller’s identity escapes me but the image of a dark and desolate drive to get there on a friday night lives on.
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5 comments:
I remember White Fun for White People! And the heavenly vacancy of humanity during the winter months. I, in fact, really loved living in Delaware. The Golden Summer of thousands of tons of trash, mornings and evenings in the ocean and Big Bottles of cheap wine. Yes, my memory might be somewhat rose-coloured in its hue, but not entirely.
My word verification this morning is aninump. I am collecting these words and creating a dictionary. What does an aninump look like? Is it the Anin of the Ump? And what my we define as an Anin? I picture an Anin as a sport's field rodent that the Ump is responsible for scurrying off between plays while the crowd goes wild at the rare opportunity to view such a unique creature of the dirt and astroturf.
Some time ago I began collecting the meaningless emails I would recieve. I thought I would turn them into songs.
I like your word verificationisms.
Perhaps, upon a fuller collection we could collaborte. I am creating definitions, and perhaps you would be interested in illustrating such definitions. I always dream of publishing, because that is a dream I have always had. Today's word, as I see below, is Unguil.
P.S. Isn't the Bottle & Cork across the street from Andy and Amy's old apartment? Or am I misremembering? (Sad that our former installed leader's syntax and grammar have become part of the lexicon. Even I use it.)
No, you are remembering it correctly.
You misunderestimated yourself.
:-)
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