These new stairs I built were not funded by FEMA. I lost my access to the beach after several storms and I have rebuilt...in a fashion. I could not afford to build a new stair case, but I knew that eventually the water would provide what I needed. Then one day a made-to-order piece of a dock washed up down the beach. Thank you Hurricane Irene! My son Alex moved it and put it into place. (Just as an aside...I was telling him to drag it along the beach for like a 1/4 mile when he dragged it into the water and floated it to where it needed to be. It was like I was the caveman with my stupid idea and he was the next generation of humans, with the more advanced idea of how to do it!)I added the little steps to it today so that you don't slide down it. I am so proud of my handy work. I am also fully aware that nothing is permanent on the beach (like life!) and that the next super high tide or storm could take my handy work and float it over to Connecticut. But I will enjoy it while it is here.
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