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| John Brooks Saturday. |
I went out to the beach for a short time Saturday morning. There was more filling. You can see that in these photos. The front beach was very mushy.
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| John Brooks Saturday. |
There was one detectorist at John Brooks when I arrived.
The swells were slowly rolling in and hitting the beach straight on.
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| John Brooks Saturday. |
I stopped at Fort Pierce South Jetty on the way back, and the beach there was building too.
The surf now is only around two or three feet and won't get much bigger in the near future.
The wind is actually southeast now.
I took more photos, but they didn't work out.
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Your treasures only belong to you for a while. They are on loan for you to appreciate and take care of, but they will either fall apart, be passed on, or become trash. That is something to think about.
What do your treasures say about you? They tell your story, and that story includes how you are connected to a larger story.
Treasure can be a noun, but it can also be a verb. You can find treasure, and you can treasure.
Treasuring is not treasure hunting. It is more like alchemy - a transformative process.
Below are some items I recently found. To some people they aren't significant at all, but to someone else they might not only be significant - they can also be treasured.
First is the old postcard below.
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| 1944 Postcard from Bainbridge Maryland. |
Recently I mentioned that my dad had to hurry back catch the train to return to the Navy base immediately after marrying my mother. The postcard shows where he went. When he got to Bainbridge, he sent this postcard, as did many other young men.
Every family in the U.S. was affected by World War II and can relate to that historical event personally. I feel fortunate that my family kept things like this, even though cleaning out the house is an exhaustive and sad process. But besides being exhausting, because I like things like this, it is also a treasure hunt.
Below is another old postcard from Bainbridge.
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| Postcard Showing Training in Progress at Bainbridge |
It shows a bit of history and tells a bit of the story of many families during that period of time. It could be that your father or grandfather was at the same place.
Funny to think that just over forty years after World War II I would spend a few years of my working career developing a computer-based training system for the Navy, though at Pensacola, not at Bainbridge. When I was doing that, World War II seemed like ancient history to me, but it was only forty or so years earlier that the base was buzzing with frantic war time activities.
During the war, another relative went to Foster Field, an air training base in Texas. He mailed back the following postcard in 1942.
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| 1942 Postcard From Foster Field |
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| Texas History on 1942 Foster Field Postcard. |