A fire and memories...

 Saturday I woke up to a text message from Sharon DiNardo.  Obviously, she was at Indian Acres for the weekend.  There had been a fire in the park that she thought might interest me.

For those of you who do not know, my late husband, Rudy, and I had a "place" at Indian Acres from 1993 until I sold it in 2012 after he died.  It is a campground... with the difference that instead of renting a site, you actually own your lot(s).  We had started out with 2 lots, then added one more to give us a big corner lot.  A few years later, we added the two behind us giving us a really spacious area with a covered concrete pad to store our boat and became a wonderful area where we hosted several big parties every year on holiday weekends that often had as many as 100+ people coming and going, eating, drinking, chatting, playing horseshoes, and many, many games of cornhole.  At many of the parties, we had a DJ, adding dancing and "singing" to the fun.  There was always a congregation of golf carts surrounding the back lots with lookers and partiers coming and going all night long.

When I sold the place, I sold the front three lots to one family and the back two lots to a good friend with other lots across the street from the back lots.  He eventually sold those lots to someone else, who kept the covered pad to keep his boat and placed his trailer along the long side of the lot.

Sharon's news was accompanied by a picture.  Late Friday night there had been a fire on the back two lots.  A car, boat, and cover structure had burned.  That fire had caused the siding on the house structure that Rudy had lovingly built around our trailer giving us a two-bedroom bungalow to melt!

The structure on the left is the bungalow that Rudy built.  The car is obviously burned, the other damage is not as noticeable.  It was so sad to see a place that had brought so much fun and loving memories in my life so damaged.

Later in the day, I got a Facebook message from another Indian Acres friend, Anna Marie Leonetti-Gorman, along with more information and pictures.  The talk around the park is that the couple who owns the back two lots had been having an argument that night.  Here are a couple of pictures that she sent showing a bit more detail on the fire.  It is under investigation as a suspected arson!

Cudos to the Cecilton Fire Department for preventing the back of the bungalow from catching fire as well.  Rudy would have been so sad to see this.

They also kept the propane tanks from exploding.  Not sure what was behind the car, but it certainly is worse for the wear.  Had to be quite a hot fire to actually burn the ground!!!

As sad as this was to look at, it brought back almost 20 years of good friends, good times, great food, adventures fishing, and crabbing, days on Ordinary Point enjoying the sun and cooking burgers on the beach, crabbing with either traps or trout lines, my precious Red Hat ladies, crafting and sewing with friends, and parties, parties, pig roasts, and parties!  I will remember those days fondly until the day I die... and beyond!