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life's a beach

 Some more vintage family photos from the Jersey Shore. Getting myself in the mood for our upcoming vacation.


Periale sisters, c. 1920
My great grandmother Paola, second from the left, c. 1920a

Joseph & James at the beach, c. 1935
My dad striking a pose, second from right, with his brother Jim and cousins, c. 1935

Ann & John and sand sculpture
My cousin Ann and brother John pose before a sand sculpture masterpiece, c. late '80s 

Lucy on the beach
The kid contributes to a sand castle's fortifications
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