Everything is the same with an adult perspective on a
child's memories I have such happy memories of this place. I'm so very
glad to be here now, my heart hurts. We walked the marginal way, ate
lobster at Perkin's Cove.
Leaving Boston... Driving out of Boston
Hot.
My side of the van is burning hot and it's in the high nineties: I
am dying to escape the smog and soot of the hot city.
The next day swimming
in the ocean where I found my love of swimming in salty, wavy sea water. I wish I could swim here all
the time. I still love it as a child and an adult.