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Rehoboth has Central Park and Grove Park. But what other park was designated on a circa-1870s map, but was apparently later developed into housing lots instead?

 

 

COVID-19 jolted the coastal home sales market in more ways than one. First, it put the skids on a 2020 uptick; then it inspired housebound potential buyers to make a move.

By Larry Nagengast   |  Photographs by This email address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it.
From the October 2020 issue

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A promising start.

A screeching halt.

An unexpected and strong resurgence.

2020 has been a year of shocks and surprises — and there are still three months to go — but one of its most pleasant developments in coastal Sussex has been the sudden rebound of the residential real estate and construction markets in late spring and summer.

 

Edification and uplift were on the curriculum at the segregation-era Nassau School, whose former students want to preserve this happy part of their past

By Chris Beakey   |  Photographs by Carolyn Watson
From the September 2020 issue

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Years from now, when local historians recount the effort to save the Nassau School, an architecturally distinct building just steps from the roaring traffic at the Five Points intersection, they’re bound to spotlight Sandra Neal, Jeanette Williams Peterson and other former students of a certain age. Their memories and the circa-1922 edifice are testaments to a community where children were protected yet challenged to prepare themselves for successful lives.

“The school was where we found our sanctuary, but it was part of a larger neighborhood where we all felt connected,” recalls Neal, who attended grades one through six in the two-room building prior to desegregation. “The church was right across the street, and farther down was Al Wiltbank’s store where we got penny candy ... and at the intersection of Route 1 was the Five Points Beer Garden, with a white side and a black side.”

 “It was a community that took care of everybody,” adds Peterson, who attended the school from the first through fifth grades. “My dad was a cook who was known all over town. We played outside but made sure we were home when that street light came on. We had teachers who really cared and who spent plenty of time making sure you learned. Back in those days in our neighborhood they helped you, but you really had to help yourself.”