About a week ago a distant cousin stopped by to share family history and stories. We chatted for over an hour. Much of the conversation revolved around events from the past. I was reminded of a conversation I had with a neighbor several years ago. We were talking about an altercation that took place on one of the docks. A friend stopped to listen. After several minutes he realized we were talking about something that had happened in the 1930s. "It's so weird," he said. "When I hear Ocracokers in animated conversation, I can never be sure if what they're talking about happened just this afternoon, or a hundred years ago."
Getting back to the present -- what a beautiful day this is...bright, sunny, and warming up after a cool evening. I'd better go home and cut my grass before it gets too hot. Maybe Lachlan will want to go out to the sound with me this afternoon for a hour or so of swimming.
Our latest Ocracoke Newsletter is the second half of my father's short journal. I call it Remembering Growing up on Ocracoke. You can read it here.