With other threads talking about the good ole days, I'm starting this to hear more stories of what the shore was like. Pictures welcome. Let's try to keep it to 1975-1985. My father used to come down from NY once or twice a year to shoot geese and I was always amazed as he would usually come home with a new jacket or fun stories. Was the Blue Bird thee place to be on a Friday night? Were Big Feet a big deal? You guys like lead?