My mother must have taken this picture which tells me something I never knew, or needed this nudge to figure out. Younger sibs Linda, Jimmy, and Susie were yet to be born, so at this time my mother DID go on beach excursions. It’s ironic: she was probably the most talented swimmer and boater of the family until Linda showed one of her talents as a sailor. We have pictures of the lovely Miriam out in her canoe in what seems to be a revealing woolen one-piece. (I need to find that picture…) Yet for most of the summer beach outings in my memory she packed the lunches, the towels, the underpants for later, etc. and then stayed home. Um, come to think of it, perhaps being able to have the house to herself and a package of Chocolate Non Pareils might have been the better option for an over-worked, one-baby-every-15 months or so mother.