Bridget Wilvert

We just lived to have fun.

Everybody could be complaining about being bored, and me and Robin would find ourselves doing cartwheels and back walkovers.

I could definitely see a gentleman with dark hair. I mean, he honed in on us, really like a shark in the water honing in on a seal. And he goes, can I take your girls' pictures? And Robin goes, sure. And all of a sudden, out of nowhere, pops up Jackie Young, my neighbor. You know, she goes, Bridget, is everything okay? Are you girls all right?

And man, he took that camera, turned his head down, and you could almost see like smoke coming off his dress shoes. He just, he was gone.

And Robin had thrown her beach towel and everything into her bag, and she's like, well, I'm gonna get going. And I go, well, take my bike and don't stop.

And I said, I go, it was the man, that man that took our picture.