Sea Squirts
The Compo Minuteman
Lucy Ricardo surreptitiously trying to stand in for the Compo Minuteman, after somehow inadvertently managing to remove and lose the statue
PeaceBang's reminiscences about her days as a Sea Squirt unlocked old memories of the time that I, too, only a few years earlier than she, was a Sea Squirt in the summer Beach School program at the historic Compo Beach in Connecticut.
The photo above is contemporary, not a photographic confirmation of Fausto and PeaceBang crossing paths in early childhood. However, the picnic shelter in the background is the site of Fausto's first and still closest brush with fame, when as a Sea Squirt at age 7, he made the front page of the town newspaper shinnying up one of the columns to discover a peanut hidden in the crossbrace during a Beach School treasure hunt.
posted by fausto @ 10/01/2005 09:10:00 PM
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I didn't even know Compo Beach was historic. Never thought a minute (forgive the pun) about it.
Remember Jolly Rancher sticks? The big kind? Or was that Kiwanis Park in New Canaan?
I have a photo of myself at about age 4 in a tiny pink bikini at Compo. Oh my.
Alas, I was a Sea Squirt before there was such a thing as Jolly Ranchers.
I remember Bonomo Turkish Taffy. Tastiest way ever invented to get rid of a loose tooth. And if you chilled it and smacked it against a table, it shattered into bite-sized shards.
I also remember Sugar Daddy and Sugar Mama caramel suckers on a stick.
You don't remember the Minuteman?
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