I'm with zur.

Wildwood in the early to mid 90's was just about as close to heaven as you could get. I'd stay down the entire month if August with a buddy who's mom let us use their house. Two teenagers, a fridge full of beer, and season passes to the water parks and piers while hitting on every female we met made for some great summer memories.

It's a fact, 8 out of every 10 girls I met in Wildwood went to either St Hubert's or Goretti. The rest were from Canada or the UK.

Great pics.

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