Piney Pointe, MD.

It seems like I have grown up here during the summer for the entirety of my life. It is a place of freedom from home and responsibilities and a time to be with family. The greatest experience that has stuck with me over the years has been heading down to the docks around 11 p.m. with my uncles and cousins to take part in our yearly tradition: crabbing. The thought of tying raw chicken legs to fishing line and casting them into the bay is reminiscent to a time of togetherness.