2011-07-29 / Letters

Memories Of Washington Hotel

Dear Editor,

I am now 66 years old and was waxing nostalgic when I looked up the Washington Hotel. My parents took my sister and me there for the summer months in the early ’50s. I still have photos of us on the beach. I must have been around 6 or 7 years old. The “Children’s Table” was its own dining room where the staff treated all well behaved children like royalty. Never mind if you were among the not-wellbehaved – they simply ignored you.

I have incredibly vivid memories of that time, almost (I thought) drowning in a riptide that swirled me around so much that I did not know which way was up! Being stung by a wasp that had found its way into my room during “Rest Time”; my sister cutting her hand while slicing a roll at the dinner table which cost her several stitches from a vacationing doctor and lots of drama.

Those were the only negative memories. All was a fairy tale otherwise. Hula contests. Scavenger hunts. Crafts making the ubiquitous key chain and wallet. I have 8mm video of a lot of the goings-on with the children and adults as well, but no projector to watch them on – too bad.

All kinds of activities and fun for the children while the grown-ups could do whatever they wanted (I often wondered what that was). My mother, who was an expert complainer, barely uttered a negative comment during those months. Heaven I tell you, heaven. I’m soooo sorry to hear of the demise of this edifice. It ends a long, long period of sweet memories. Good-bye old friend.

BETTY MONHEIT-RODRIQUEZ

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