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Ocean City Sunrise

The best sunrise photo I ever took. (2007 Sony Ericsson Walkman Phone)

As a kid growing up in the 80s, I spent every single summer “down the shore” with my family. I don’t remember being 7 months old, but there are pictures of me at that age (and every year following) on the beaches of Ocean City, New Jersey. Some of my closest friends will find this post amusing because I will have mentioned New Jersey in the title of a blog post before I ever mentioned Philadelphia, Montgomery County, Abington Township or Roslyn, PA … the native lands upon which I was raised. But I digress…

I think my earliest memories in Ocean City come from making sandcastles by the shoreline; before I knew the high tide would wash them away in a few short hours. I recall riding my bike on the boardwalk in the mornings to get Brown’s Donuts. Among my bike experiences, I ended up breaking off a training wheel in my Aunt and Uncle’s driveway and had to learn the hard way how to ride a two wheeler. Not just ANY two wheeler, either. It was a Knight Rider bike! Complete with a dashboard that resembled the dash in KIT. I loved that bike.

Back to the sandcastles. We made basic sandcastles by filling buckets with sand that wasn’t too wet or too dry, but a good mix. We had to dig down in the sand a bit to find that perfect blend. When we did, we would build a little town of castles. The “we” I am referring to are my cousins, who were all older than me. We have a bunch of fun stories I could share here about our days “down the shore” but before I get carried away with tales of mini-golf, frisbee & horseshoes, I’d like to talk about one thing that I’ve enjoyed every time I visited OCNJ.

Mack & Manco Pizza 9th & Boardwalk, Ocean City, NJ

MMMMmmmm…. Mack & Manco’s Pizza!! I don’t know their special secret for sure, but my guess is the South Jersey salt air mixed with the dough and the sauce – both of which are made on site daily – has something to do with making their delicious pizza.

If you’ve ever been to Ocean City, New Jersey you’ve most likely driven around the circle at the foot of the 9th Street Bridge. You probably passed The Circle Liquor Store, affectionately referred to as “Church” by my family because OCNJ is a “dry town” meaning there are no bars or alcoholic beverages served or sold on the island. But that’s why The Circle Liquor Store is right there on the other side of the 9th Street Bridge. “Location, Location, Location” right? Well… all of this is in the midst of a change.

The circle no longer exists, the area is now a big intersection resembling a major metro downtown traffic pattern. The bridge I used to ride my bike over is no longer there – don’t worry, they’ve constructed a brand spanking new, much taller and wider bridge in its place. The Mack family and Manco family have respectfully decided to separate. As of January 1, 2012 the greatest pizza place on the island will be known as “Manco & Manco Pizza” – though the locals, and people like me who’ve enjoyed their pizza and friendly service our whole lives, will likely forever refer to it as “Mack & Manco’s”. The good news, the Manco family has stated they will continue to use the same ingredients and methods to make their pizza. Whew! Glad to hear that!

One thing is for sure, I will always have great memories of my childhood in Ocean City, NJ. It was the first beach I ever laid on, played on, walked on, jogged on and ran on. I recorded my first ever mini golf hole-in-one, enjoyed my first surrey ride and bought my first rock t-shirt on the OCNJ Boardwalk. We hung out on the front porch til 3 in the morning and the back deck through sunrise. Speaking of, I took some of my favorite sunrise photos on the beaches of OCNJ. Sometimes walking along the break, climbing a jetty and strumming guitar. That’s something that I’ll always have the ability to experience, too. No matter what more may change on my favorite vacation island, I know the shoreline will always be there, the waves will always crash along the shore and I’ll always be able to enjoy the sunrise on the beach.

Had some fun in the sand waiting for the sunrise back in the summer of 2009, back when I had less than 200 followers on Twitter. 8D

Thank you for reading.

_Billy Wichterman_

First Image I ever snapped on Photobooth

First Image I ever snapped on Photobooth

As we near the end of the year, its always a good idea to go through files and find the things we need to keep, like paystubs (until W-2’s from employers arrive) for instance. And with the other pieces of paper we have held on to throughout the year? Well for the most part, we can go ahead and shred it all. No, wait… better yet read this New York Times article first.

There are plenty of things we’d like to hang on to; both in the tangible physical world as well as the digital virtual world. For instance, you probably don’t want to throw away photos of your childhood or relatives from decades, even centuries, ago. This doesn’t mean you should scan and upload those photos to Facebook. Funny story: I’ve  been tagged (by an adoring cousin) in my parents wedding photo, as has my sister (we weren’t born for another 2 & 4 years later). On the other side of the coin, we don’t need to print out everything we’ve shared or stored online. Frankly, I think the photos of my college days on Myspace were deleted with that original handle for good; as much as I wish I could still access those pics, I don’t miss them, I still have the memories.

This brings me to the picture you see above, the very first photo I ever took on an Apple. I didn’t even know what Photobooth was when I bought my MacBook Pro in 2006, but once I got it home and played around, I opened the app, explored and learned quickly. The MacBook Pro I am typing on at this moment is that very one… and it still has every single Photobooth image I ever snapped. That got me thinking about purging files and I have also entertained the idea of viewing every single photo on this computer and choosing to keep it, move it or delete it. A task of that magnitude could be quite time consuming, considering I’m closing in on 5,000 images. Thanks very much to my iPhone, which increased the amount of images by some exponential percentage I can not even begin to fathom.

As time goes on, I’ll share more photos, like the one below. Like I said, I have thousands of images saved and about 500 of them are snapped from Photobooth. I won’t share them all, though (you wish! haha). Just wanted to share these two because they were both taken the same day way back in 2006 – over 5 years ago, within the first 24 hours of playing around with my very first (and still operating) MacBook Pro.
Another one of my first Photobooth images

For now, I’ll just keep the image files stored on this MacBook until I can transfer them to a free cloud account or an external hard drive. As for all the files cluttering up my filing cabinet and office space, I’ll get to sorting through them sometime in the week ahead. I promise.

Thank you for reading.
_Billy Wichterman_