At least for the moment, it's like it used to be.
The old Tybee is here again.
You can play football on Butler Ave.
Most of the houses are empty and without their lights, the stars are brighter at night ... the only sounds are the birds, Palms dancing in the Breeze and the Ocean sloppily kissing the shore.
If you venture out, there's only a handful to see, parking's easy and the Cops are helpful.
No one's on the beach so you can stand alone in the majesty of the Sea.
You can skinny dip because if anyone saw ... they wouldn't care.
It's not like now where Tybee's overrun with Parades, Government employees, a Paramilitary Police Force, an overabundance of Stop Signs and rules, tourists or parking meters.
Lot's of bad things come out of a Hurricane ... more elected officials than you can shake a stick at make up rules and policies on the spur of the moment so they can host a press conference to be on television when the powers out and no one can see or recharge their phones to listen ... but it's not about safety ... it's about exposure.
But good things come out of Hurricanes too.
As everyone's food was thawing, those who refused to evacuate held a cook out in the middle of Butler Avenue and gave the grilled food away which would have been thrown out.
Sure, they charged for the drinks but it's hot food when the powers out.
The two cops left in charge of Tybee shut them down for not having hot water ... a Chatham County Health Department violation.
I don't know about you but I've grilled in my back yard and shared Bar-b-que shrimp with neighbor before ... and there was no hot water within 100 yards.
It leaves me bewildered.
When did Government take over the world?
It's like the plant from "Little Shop of Horrors" screaming "FEED ME! FEED ME!"
Strolling out on the Beloved Back Deck, I listen to the birds ... watch the sun rise ... laugh at the Sandy Kisses ... feeling the breeze bath my body.
The Government imposed mandatory license check to ensure only residents of Tybee can be on Tybee has ... at least for a moment ... taken this clump of sand back to what it used to be.
For the moment anyway ... I thank them for this.
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