I was only a little over a month from my 11th birthday during the time of the March 1962 storm. At that time, my mother (Edythe Selvagn), brother (Tom Williams) and I were living at 4th & Atlantic Avenue in the Life Saving Station. We had been told that the rock in the NW corner of the property marked the highest point on the island. That seemed to be confirmed as the bay met the ocean at our corner. Since the water wasn’t coming onto the property at all, we took in those neighbors who decided to stay in the area. It was like a party for me since one of my best friend’s came to stay.
- Ginni (Williams) Szczepanski

Notice the Lack of An Ugly Power Plant in Beesleys point?!

My father, who was an Ocean City firefighter for 40 plus years, said that all of the firefighters worked for 72 hours straight during the 62 storm. Wading through water,sometimes chest deep,to get people out of their homes. OC firefighters, then and now, tough guys doing a tough job!

I was 8 years old and we had a summer cottage on the west side of 43rd and Central. When we came down to check on our house, most of the homes across the street (on the beach) were either gone or severly damaged. I remember asking my mother over and over, "where is the Jarvis' house?...where is the Jarvis' house?" which sat across the street from us. All that was left was a washing machine sitting where their house once was. I didn't understand it all. It didn't make sense to me. Though our house paled in size to the Jarvis', the only damages were broken sidewalks and walkways around the perimeter. Now only one house on that whole block is still there. Noreasters or development...both change whole neighborhoods.
Peaches Lukens

I echo Lisa's comment. My Father was a Police Officer at the time and they, along with many others, both paid and volunteer devoted countless hours in the effort to help those in need. I was only 4 at the time and was living in the 200 block of Ocean Ave. The only recolection I personally have is when our Father took us for a drive and I remember a house in the middle of the street. Interesting comment with regard to the boulder at 4th and Atlantic. Never knew that. Thanks

Our house on 36th & Central was fortunate. The way I remember it, another house had washed in front of ours, so our house was spared. I remember going down and shoveling sand out of our first floor.

Even though I was only just over 3 years old, I do remember parts of it, I still live in the same house at 11th and Asbury Ave. as I did then. My father worked for Public works for the city, I remember him backing a dump truck onto 11th street up to our porch to take my family, and a couple of neighbors from West Ave. that made it over to our house, to first the Civil Defense building at 13th and Wesley Ave. (62 Was the "Duck And Cover Years") this was supposed to be a fallout shelter of all things, then when that went under water, on to the high school. I thought it was fun being evacuated, but what does a 3 year old know? I remember as we went to the high school, we passed by the Sinclair Gas Station that was at 10th and West Ave., where Dunkin Dounuts is now, burning down to the ground. Then when it was all over, driving around with my dad, and looking at what was left of the boardwalk at 12th street, and down to Beach Road, back when there used to be houses on the East Side of the street, I guess that was the end of that, because they were all gone, with sticks of wood everywhere.

my mother was a nurse she when to work her shift the night befor e the storm and made a point to call to wake me up to go to school the first morning. I told her i didn't think the buses were running(i was a sophmore at holy spirit in AC)...'well go out and check at the corner'---i called her back and told her the water was up to my knees. I didn't see her for three day as the storm closed thecauseway to somers point and she had to stay at Shore Mem. a big hunk of the boardwalk floated up to our lawn (corner of 7th /atlantic) and the water came within one inch of actually coming into the first floor......I sat there with the dog and watched out the window as the storm blew the town around....