Jan
28

My Heart Belongs to Balboa Island

Set foot on Balboa Island and it’’s love at first sight! And in the spirit of Valentine’s Day, the Balboa Island Museum & Historical Society is sponsoring a “love story” contest.

Get out your pen or pencil, laptop or iPad, and start writing your sweet story. It can be a personal tale of romance connected to Balboa Island or an essay about your love for the island. Bring your “love story” to the Museum, and you’’ll be entered to win a romantic gondola ride on the bay! These real-life narratives will become part of the Museum’s permanent collection.

Museum volunteer Sally Herdman has her own joyful tale of meeting her husband five years ago while working at The Sandpiper. She had recently moved to the island after being widowed, and this fateful meeting marked the beginning of a new chapter in her life.

The Museum will be holding a Valentine’’s Day celebration with refreshments and photos on Saturday, February 15th and Sunday, February 16th between 10:00 and 4:00 p.m.

For more information, call 949.675.3952 or visit the Museum and check out the details displayed in the old-fashioned typewriter at the front.

The Balboa Island Museum & Historical Society is located at 331 Marine Avenue, Balboa Island CA 92662. Open to the public on Wednesdays, Fridays, Saturdays and Sundays from 10:00 a.m. to 4:00 p.m. with a suggested donation of $1.00.

One Comment

  • The Sum
    3 years ago

    28 years ago I was a UCI student riding the ferry boat in my cute little British Sports Car on my way back to campus after enjoying Perry’s Pizza “All You Can Eat Spaghetti Night for 99 cents.”  As it goes with most little British Sports Cars… it broke down on the ferry ride.  The guys working the boat pushed my car up and off the boat and onto Agate Avenue.  Just then, I was flagged down by a cute boy on his balcony offering to give me some assistance.  

    He was friendly, lively, funny and thoughtful.  He tried several things and eventually was able to get the car running.  That evening I thought…”I’m new in town and he is a nice guy that would be fun to have as a friend.”  The next day I snuck up his back stairs and left a nice bottle of wine with a note on it that thanked him for his help with my car… and included my phone number.  He called me that night and we’ve been together ever since!

    4 years after that meeting, sitting out on the seawall overlooking the harbor, he proposed. My answer wasn’t exactly what he had hoped for, I said “I need to think about it.”  He was furious and stormed home.  I followed close behind begging for his patience.  He begrudgingly agreed to give me more time and we proceeded to spend the next few weeks really talking about all the things that make a marriage work and how important that was to both of us.  One day, I blurted out of the blue… “YES!”  He was shocked and thrilled but when he looked to see my response, I was in a state of shock and fear.  He asked me, “do you want to take it back?”  I sheepishly nodded my head yes, knowing full well how terrible that really was.  I was expecting rage.  Instead, he tenderly grabbed me, placed me on his lap and said… “I have been engaged to you for 10 minutes now and it has been the happiest 10 minutes of my life.  If I have to wait 10 more years to get that feeling back, I will.  You take as much time as you need.”

    Needless to say that was all I needed to hear.  The next day happened to be Valentine’s Day so I snuck up his back porch and once again left a bottle of wine with a note of thanks and my phone number, but this time with the word “YES” in big bold letters.  We were married a year later on the stage at the Lido theatre and it was the most beautiful day of my life.

    Now, 23 years of marriage later, as we raise our boy/girl twin teenagers in the same house on Agate Avenue, we fondly remember that fateful ferry ride each time we glance out at the beautiful Newport bay over that same balcony.

    Summer & Dennis Bress
    theptasum@mac.com

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