Saturday, February 28, 2009

1974

Here is where it all began and all ended.  The doors are boarded, the swell is cold and choppy, the sun is setting and the WH Lighthouse is thrpowing its beacon.  If the porch could talk it would reminiss on the past summers activity. It would tell tales of beach shennagans, yeeties, D's, and the daily summer tarffic in and out of the SHOP daily.  Its all history!!!
Feb 1974







PK Wrote

July 74.  Its the middle of summer, and we are into it full swing. It could be a drive through the Hill to get some Mattress pants, an ice cream cone at St. Claires, check out the girls or a sunset session at the Lighthouse.

You chose...maybe it was the Olympia Tea Room to see if Susie Cardinal was working. Either way, your driving by the bay and look out and see a quaint older couple, probably from Hartford, rowing through the sunset, somewhat hazy by the afternoon glass-off, with Stonington silhouetted in the background.. The question is what is the evening going to bring?? Watch Hill was cool , but you know it was back to Misquamicut at some point.Hey Paul,

Transition to summer now, 5 months -later-July 74- and here we have it.  The boys in discuussion. BT to the left is scratching the sea salt off his back, Sparky Gardino has just arrived on his Motorcycle, Zeke is giving his thoughts on whats out front on the beach, and Scotty is at the helm, knowing that being in charge of the SHOP carries a deep responsibilty...yet one that can be blended with friends as well.

A few months later-Aug 74-the boys make the Nantucket sojourn. Cruising the cobblestone streets of Nantucket, in the midst of a hot summer, friends have time to reflect on life as they knew it.  No cell phones, no computers,, no email, no surf forecasts, no facebook, no kids or family to worry about, and no thoughts of where they would be 35 years later.  Who cares! They were young surfers, free to do whatever, thinking they wewre it.  I mean a few D's, some beer, maybe a joint or 2.  Doc "Pill" Gouvinn and Chris taking it all in!

James Ibbison "Ibby"


It was a banner year.  That summer was one of friends and faces to remember.  June opened up with the usual flocking crowds from Hartford and Springfield a evidencedhere , Jim Ibbison sits among the wall of tourists getting ready to put Suntan oil on his partner.  Jim was a little older and reminded me of Fred Hemmings, and although he wasn't from Misquamicut, you could of sworn he was a home owner.

..June 74