MELISSA BLOCK, HOST:
It's time now for an author to take us to a must-see place as part of our Wish You Were Here series. Writer David Rowell takes us to the boardwalk of Rehoboth Beach, Delaware. He says it fulfills his childhood image of what a beach town should be.
DAVID ROWELL: When I was growing up in North Carolina, my family went to the same beach every year. It had the sand, the water and pretty much nothing else. Mostly that was OK, but the idea of a boardwalk, which I caught glimpses of on TV or in movies, seemed wondrous to me, like a carnival rolled out from a wooden carpet.
So, when my wife and sons and I discovered the boardwalk in Delaware's Rehoboth Beach some years ago, I felt like I was stepping back into a childhood dream. Along the boardwalk, you can indulge in a classic menu of old time treats, snow cones, corn dogs or you can pick out a mood ring or swing in for a round of rooftop mini golf with a ubiquitous gorilla looking on.
And towering over it all is a sign for Dolle's saltwater taffy designed in a cursive script. Remember cursive? In one arcade, you can hand over your winning tickets for a fake set of mustaches, a George Foreman grill or a carbon monoxide detector. A mechanical fortune teller named Zoltar in a turban and silk vest offers me a mixed report, that I've been somewhat irresponsible and that I'm about to be besieged by those in financial need.
I pass the bandstand that hosts concerts under the stars with upcoming acts, Nate Myers & the Aces, the Avalons and the U.S. Navy Sea Chanters. Sorry, Metallica, maybe next year.
When I arrive at Funland, the boardwalk's main attraction, there's a wall of shrieks from the Sea Dragon, a kind of Viking ship that sails riders high into the air. If that's too severe, smaller children can ride little speed boats or miniature fire trucks with tinkling bells or anyone can climb into the bumper cars or up on the merry-go-round, which shines like a heap of new coins.
The boardwalk brims with the Eastern Europeans who come here to work for the summer and mingle in with the American kids in their hip-hop attire and dads with exhausted children draped over their shoulders like towels.
The Rehoboth boardwalk is more than a walk along the ocean. It's a walk back in time, a parade of innocent pleasures. By nighttime, the sky reveals a perfect silver dollar of a moon and the neon lights eventually start to blink off. The crowds scatter into the gloom.
Another thing Zoltar told me was that I would dream about the sun and maybe that's true, but right now, I'm in no hurry to leave the dream I'm in.
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BLOCK: That appreciation of Rehoboth Beach, Delaware from David Rowell. His novel, "The Train of Small Mercies," has just been released in paperback.
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