Winnisquam - Shore Line Erosion
Funny, we used to call it Matts maggot mart!
He always whore I white apron around his pot belly like a butcher, I think he may have even sold meat back then. He was also a great guy!
As we got into our early teens he would would sell us beer, smokes and M80's then we would go back to the little islands, sand bar, into the lagoon by the radio tower for some fun, then back to the cottage, dad had no idea, if he did, this message would never exist, precious!
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