The movie "The Sandlot" has long been a favorite of our family. Set in the summer of 1962, it tells the story of a group of friends who play baseball together, go to the pool (and fake drowning to hook up with the smoking hot lifeguard, Wendy Peffercorn), hang out in tree houses and just, generally, get in trouble. It's a nostalgic take on the friendships of our youth, all centered around baseball (the favorite pastime of our family). Every time I watch it, I long for those simpler, easier times depicted in the movie... when the only care in the world was how best to retrieve a baseball that went over a fence.
Likewise, that longing for a simpler, easier time is why we fell in love with Cape Charles. My wife and I instantly became enamored by the old-fashioned charm of the town. From the old school hardware store to the breakfast counter at the pharmacy to the beautiful old houses, it really reminded us of some of the iconic scenes depicted in "The Sandlot". We, literally, could envision Cape Charles being THE town that Benny "The Jet", Scotty "Smalls", "Ham" Porter, and the legendary, Michael "Squints" Palledorous once lived and raised havoc.
So, we kept coming back. Every summer we would look forward to spending time together as a family on the beach, getting ice cream at Brown Dog, riding bikes around town, eating pizza at DeadRise Pies and just generally, unplugging from our hectic Northern Virginia lifestyle. It was our respite and sanctuary from the chaos of it all.
We knew we eventually wanted to have our own place at Cape Charles and, one day, the perfect house became available. It was just steps to the beach, the downtown shops and Central Park. And, just as importantly, it was big enough for our family and guests. And, it is now our own escape and retreat... our very own... Sandlot.
So, the minute we laid eyes on her, we knew there was only one name she could be called: THE SANDLOT HOUSE. We hope you enjoy it as much as we do!