Saturday, March 12, 2011

Cambury has it all......except the Wilds



Our last block party in Missouri was captured on film using a small digital camera I had not used recently, so when I found it buried in a drawer, I looked to find images not downloaded to my computer.

Well, to correct that omission I've decided to write a short blog entry about this Labor Day event, where my wife and I were presented with two shirts - one in blue, the other in pink, with the matching message. Those shirts are worn with fondness, although some confusion here on the island as to "what's a Cambury?". Cambury was where we spent our northern "snow bird" time from 2006 to this past October. We had downsized from a four bedroom, two story, suburban single family home into a very nice, but somewhat smaller condominium. Cambury was the name of the development, which began in 2002, but has never been completed.

Complete or not, it was a nice area, isolated from most of the City of Wildwood, yet in the "town center" as shown on a zoning map. We purchased an "interior" unit, meaning that we had neighbors on both sides, and heat loss only through the roof. We were two doors, and a landscaping berm, from the BP station convenience store, and further removed (by a busy highway) from the Phillips 66 station and convenience store. The Phillips station had a roast beef fast food facility, the BP was where I'd go out in the mornings with our dog Millie and buy my wife the paper. It was also where, when stranded at the bottom of a rear entry garage driveway, we'd be close to necessities when both cars couldn't get up that hill with rear wheel drive.

We would routinely gather, as a neighborhood, for all major holidays and share food and fun. At Christmas time, there was a progressive dinner, where five or six homes would be open for 30 minutes each, as we ate our way up and down the block. Memorial day, Fourth of July and Labor Day were always outside events. We no longer have that home (or those bills), but we do miss those folks. We intend to go north to visit Caitlin and Matt around her birthday, and hopefully put in a guest appearance at the Fourth of July picnic. It'll be a time of good "Cheers, where everybody knows your name" and no explanations will be necessary about the shirts.

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