When I was a kid in the mid sixties, my working Mother would save a few dollars off her paycheck every week and she’d treat me and my kid sister to a trip to the Jersey shore. We’d go a bus in Philly and in less than three hours we’d arrive in Wildwood. One guest house where we stayed bragged that Woodrow Wilson slept there. I was back in Wildwood this weekend and looked up the place. It’s still standing but is now the towns Civic Center. Miss my Mom.