The Cape May Ladies Say Goodbye

As we stood on the beach, holding hands, teary-eyed, watching the waves and listening to the surf, a flock of seagulls swept over our circle in a perfect diagonal formation, with one gull doing her own thing behind the group, swooping, soaring, circling. We knew it was our Brenda. Brenda Box Johnson loved Cape May, N.J. – an annual gathering spot for a group of us who call ourselves the Cape May Ladies. It’s a weekend of fun, shopping, pampering – no husbands, boyfriends or young children allowed – and communion among sister friends. We have grown up and...

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