Memories

My earliest memory of Myrtle Beach is camping in the big blue tent behind the house. I don't know what year that was or how old I was. I only have an image in my mind of the tent, the yard and the sliding glass door into Mama Bett's room. The next memory is being stopped at the top of the ferris wheel looking out over the ocean. 


I hope you will comment and add your memories too!

Feelings about Myrtle

Doug and I love to go to Myrtle. The neighborhood is so secluded that we feel like we are in an oasis. The access to the park, the uncrowded beach, the lake, and quick access to entertainment makes it very appealing. We don't want to have to sell the house and we couldn't afford it by ourselves. We want to try to keep it going if we can. Add your thoughts by clicking the comment button. If you want to start a new topic let me know and I will add a new post for commenting.