Too many summers to count, we have enjoyed this beach.
So many memories of family fun spent on this beach.
What will become of this magical place where sea shells are gathered
and lotion is slathered?
BP...do you promise that I can return to this beach next
summer to find it in the condition I left it?
BP...do you promise that the sea life will have a home next month?
BP...what the hell are you going to do once a hurricane hits the Gulf?
BP...I shall never ever put one drop of your oil into anything I own again.
I am so angry at you, BP.