i still hear your sea winds blowin’: murdoch’s in galveston

I really shouldn’t start a blog after midnight, but I can’t help myself.

I wore a t-shirt that I love today.  It’s a silly thing, with three pirate skulls that say, “Hear evil, see evil, speak evil.”  And at the bottom:

Galveston Island.

Several years ago our family rented a beach house at Pirate’s Beach for a week.  I bought my t-shirt at our favorite tourist trap, Murdoch’s Bathhouse.  Which at the time, looked like this:

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And now, after Ike, looks like this:

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I understand that they are going to rebuild.  But still.  It’s so–chilling–to look at that picture.

See, I grew up in Houston.  Spent many a sunny day in Galveston.  In high school, the Spring sport was competitive sunburning.  Results were compared on Monday mornings.  Ah, the good old days.

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This was before we knew sunburns did more to you than turn your skin to leather, okay?  Get off my back.  (Excellent sunburn remedy:  1 part white vinegar, 1 part water.  Apply in a spritzer or with wash cloth.)   My God, Man, we applied baby oil to our nubile bodies and listened to our skin sizzle.  SPF was still a twinkle in Coppertone’s eye.

The beach house we stayed in last time seems to have made it through Ike, though a lot of the homes didn’t.  Galveston has a long way to go before she’s back on her feet.

I live smack-dab in the middle of the country now, and I guess the bottom line is I miss the fecund aroma, the haunting call of the seagulls, the unceasing wind, the sand in my teeth.

I miss you, Queen City of the Gulf.  I expected you to always be there.  Took you for granted.

And now I hope and pray for your resurrection.

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About Lisha Cauthen

Lisha Cauthen writes YA novels for guys that girls like to read too.

Posted on February 14, 2009, in oddities and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. jan sorrells williams

    ohhhh yes, the baby oil- how i DO remember those days

  2. Ah, human flesh burning. Nothing like it.

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