One of the first vacations that we took as a family was a week in Scarborough, Maine. A friend of ours at church owned a 4 bedroom cottage just up the street from the beach. The cottage had a very small guest cottage, which is what we rented.
Mark was almost five and Kristen was almost seven. We had a wonderful time going to the beach, riding bikes, and going to the amusement park at Old Orchard Beach. We also met up with Paul's Aunt Marge and Uncle Henry who were staying not far from there at a Salvation Army camp.
A few years later, we heard that our friend was selling the cottage and guest cottage. For a little while, we really entertained buying it and moving there. Eventually, logic took over and we decided not to, but every now and then I think about what it would have been like to actually live at the beach!
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Really nice pictures Deb and let me be the first to say "I Am Glad You Did Not Move To Maine" :0)
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