He used to take us out almost daily on the big boat; We'd go out and explore all the little hidden coves in Barnegat Bay, sliding effortlessly past hunting cabins and duck blinds closed for the season, past sand bars and jetties. We'd spend the best part of our summers fishing ,clamming, and finding seahorses and horshoe crabs in the shallows arounf Barnegat Lighthouse.
My Grandfather loved the outdoors, and I think that part of the reason I love it so. Moreover, i think the joy he had in showing me and my sister new and wonderous things in his backyard is why I want my boys to know it as well. He died 12 years ago, and he left a really big hole in my heart when he went, but I think seeing the wonder of new discoveries in my sons eyes is shoring up that hole, filling it in, making the pain and sorrow fade away like the sun going down on Barnegat Light and the beautiful New Jersey Pine Barrens.