The year was 1901. It was the Jersey Shore and Sadie Silverman was enjoying the warm afternoon with her best friend Lillian Friedman. The two met every Thursday for lunch at a lovely seaside cafe and then strolled down the shore to the shaded rocking beach chairs. There they sat and talked about the past week since they had last met. Despite the fact that the temperature was over 80, they were dressed to the 9's with stunning hats and high collared shirts. They were ladies of leisure. Sadie's husband was a doctor and Lillian's owned a successful dry goods store. By now their children were grown and had their own families who did often come to visit them. But their real joy each week was dressing up, enjoying a tasty well prepared lunch with just one glass of wine and an elegant stroll down the boardwalk to the sandy beach. Here is where they could share their innermost thoughts without judgement. They could giggle to their heart's content or oogle at the young handsome well defined bodies of the men on the beach. They reminisced about the times they brought their own children and the fun they had collecting shells or building sand castles or trying to outrun the cresting waves. It was their special time with their most special friends-each other.