from a very young age the days at beach have held special place in my heart the hours of digging into sand and splashing in the waves there was nothing you could do to cheer me up more then say I could run and kick up the sand that was when the waves were calm that was before the storm churned and everyone had to find shelter or suffer the consequences the cold storm uncaring of who or what it rains on only wanting to make others feel its pain and it did for years my beach was under siege from the storm
and it still is, I just pray that one day it will go away