This morning, the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette published one of my essays as part of its Page 2 feature on ... well, page 2. It's a personal piece about our simple family vacations at the Jersey shore and a special memory of our last trip "downashore" (as we Philly folks say) with my dad, who passed away suddenly at the age of 44. When I wrote this, I was feeling incredibly grateful that Hurricane Sandy spared my aunt and uncle's beach home, and I couldn't help thinking if there was a connection.
I'd be delighted if you took a few moments to read it here: Storytelling: N.J. beach house, memories of dad survive storm.
Below is the picture of the Strathmere street (before high tide) that my brother sent me in his first text message. The house is a block or so up the road.
Wishing all of you and your loved ones a wonderful Thanksgiving, with many blessings always.