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Comment on Welcome to Rockhill Real Estate! by Don Rockhill	12/9/2009 6:14 PM
Ah yes, the swimming pool or as it would be called these days a salt water pond. I seem to remember my swimming lesson was in the bay some time around when I was three I think it's kind of fuzzy? My Dad rowed me out a ways and said swim to shore so by the time I made my first visit to the pool one summer the poor lifeguard said I needed to show him I could swim, well being a bit of a devil at the time I jumped off the wooden diving platform and instead of coming up like he was expecting I swam underwater to the other end of the pool. I think my sister mentioned that the visibility was very bad in that pool so by the time I popped up at the other end that lifeguard was sure upset. Oh well it seems that was only the first of many times I've been thrown out of a pool. Also I fondly remember my first shooting lesson in dump but dang if I can remember which one of my sisters was there as I was about the same age (3) when my dad let me have my first firearms experience. Ah yes those were interesting times,
Comment on Welcome to Rockhill Real Estate! by rockhillrealestate	12/9/2009 2:01 PM
My father, Malcolm Rockhill, was a very innovative man. In 1947 Flag Harbor Marina was dredged with the spoil deposited on the south beach area. That policy continues today although it's now called "beach renourishment." The Army Corps of Engineers has called it probably the best wind-protected harbor on the Western Shore of the Bay. Daddy picked that site very well. The jetties were built by the same company that set the seawall around Reagan National Airport. Flag Harbor was their next job. Huge stones were brought in by barge and set with a crane. The job was finished in 1950 when Flag Harbor was officially opened. It was a far cry from the yacht haven it has become. It was a quiet little cove with piers that ringed the basin fashioned from rough-cut lumber and pine poles to tie up to which were great for catching the blue crabs that lurked there. Quite an evolution from 1947. I'll bet my Daddy would be pleased!
Comment on Welcome to Rockhill Real Estate! by patchess	12/3/2009 1:00 PM
I am from Pa.I first came to Calvert County in 1980.I loved it.Then I moved to San Diego for 7 years.When we left there we came to live in Long Beach for 8 years.After a divorce my family talked us into moving up here to Pa.What a BIG mistake. I ended up with a major back surgery and complications from that and disabled.Then two years ago I had a fight with cancer.Thank Goodness I only needed the surgery and no chemo.So far I have been ok.Well,Recently my daughter and I started a childcare here, I help and do all the papers for her.We are so trying to save and come back to Calvert county. Michele is so great.She sends me pictures of the sunrise and sunset plus I get online to the Long Beach & Calvert Beach civic associations and calvert county,plus other sites almost everyday to keep updated on the news in the area.We miss it so much.Seeing the pictures keeps my hopes alive to come home to Calvert county. I have traveled all over but the place I love the most is Calvert County Maryland. If you'd like to add to my picture list that Mike sends me you can send them to gp44mom@yahoo.com. Hope to see you all soon.Looking foreward to that day.
Comment on Welcome to Rockhill Real Estate! by rockhillrealestate	12/3/2009 7:22 AM
One of my earliest memories is playing on the beach on the north side of "The Office" in front of the bath-house. There was a pipe coming up out of the sand with a "T" on it out of which came the bestest, coldest, toothachi-est water ever. The bath-house had to be moved to the wider north side of Flag Harbor after Hazel voraciously ate up the shoreline. Before Hazel hit, there was a concrete sidewalk between the house and the Bay (which I consider the front), an 8' to 10' strip of grass, a wooden seawall then about a 25' to 30' sandy beach in front of that. Just south of the office was the playground. I think it was either Isabelle or Ernesto that took out the very last of the concrete bases that supported the various equipment. Let's see if I get the order right: the monkey bars were first (basically chin-up bars at 3 different heights), next were the swings, the teeter-totters, the merry-go 'round, the jungle gym and another set of monkey bars. Long Beach is still a great place to grow up!
Comment on Welcome to Rockhill Real Estate! by Deb Berens	12/1/2009 5:55 PM
We love it here. We are not "old timers". Been here 9 years now and have never been to Ocean City. No reason when you live in paradise.
Comment on Welcome to Rockhill Real Estate! by erks	12/1/2009 5:24 PM
Golly! I got there late in the game - in high school (the "new" HS on Dares Beach Road). On weekends we would build a bonfire at Long Beach, sip some beer, and sing along with a guitar guy. I remember sandy blankets and bellowing our little hearts out! OMG, the bellowing: "If I Had a Haam-murrrr," "There Wer-er Three Brothers in Merry Scot Lannd. In Merry Scot Lannd there were Three. And they did cast lots which of the-hem would goho, would goho, would gooo...ah-and turn robber all on the salt sea'. And on and on into the night. Moonrise; moonset; too much beer -- apparently never enough bellowing. (or was that just me?) We would probably have to have 7 or 8 permits to assemble like that today. Do they have a permit for bellowing?
Comment on Welcome to Rockhill Real Estate! by Rocky Rockhill	12/1/2009 4:25 PM
I remember that swimming pool at the Chesapeake Beach Amusement Park. We lived on the Bay, for cripes sake, so I have no idea why my mother decided I needed to learn to swim in that ultra-chlorinated pool an hour away from home. And it was COLD!!!!! To this day I remember getting out of that pool with blue lips and the freezing shivers. Our own salt water pool at the beach was so creepy and wonderful. Murky so you couldn't see anything (perfect for people pulling you under from below the surface) but the water temperature was perfect. On a blazingly hot sunny day hanging out in the water in the shade under the diving dock/platform was the perfect place to be.
Comment on Welcome to Rockhill Real Estate! by Katherine Nelson	12/1/2009 4:07 PM
What delightful stories! As Long Beach newcomers, we can agree that it is one of the special places on earth - a wild beach, terrific water, pleasant climate, quiet neighborhood, and best of all - very friendly neighbors. We treasure the time we are able to spend at our cottage.
Comment on Welcome to Rockhill Real Estate! by rockhillrealestate	12/1/2009 3:56 PM
Sadly MY elementary school is now a parking lot next to what used to be the Calvert County Junior Senior High School, now known as Calvert Middle School. Both of my sisters attended Solomons Elementary but my entire primary education was at Prince Frederick Elementary. No kindegarten for us then, either! My dad devised the method of making a big hole in the wide sandy beach on the north side of Flag Harbor so that the salt water filtered through the sand naturally. (My dad was a very innovative thinker - much more on him later!) It was tested every week by the Health Dept like all public pools were. In spite of that, it did have some iffy nicknames; Polio Pond and The Scunge Pit are two I can remember. The Red Cross gave swimming lessons there, too. Before that the only place to take them was at the Chesapeake Beach Amusement Park pool. The drive took almost an hour then because the roads were so twisty-turny!
Comment on Welcome to Rockhill Real Estate! by Ken ("Kenny") Marton	12/1/2009 3:17 PM
I was a Governors Run kid since the early 50's. Although we were a couple of miles from Long Beach, thanks to Capt. Parks Store, the kids from that part of Calvert County socialized almost daily. And many a day I would walk from the Run to Long Beach looking for sharks teeth. I remember the 50's vintage red Buick convertible Pat would drive around. What a car! My wife and I have been returning to the Run each September for the last 7 years and enjoy meeting up with many of the kids I grew up with. The stories we remember...... Email me anytime to reminisce.