The first European settlers to the area came mostly from New England, Virginia, and Long Island, and they came for the whaling. In those early days, whales often traveled along the Atlantic coast side of what would become Cape May County, and even into the vast Delaware Bay that washes the western half of the peninsula. The locals would simply row out to harpoon the great beasts and tow them back to shore. Even back then, with only a sparse population of whalers, it didn't take long to deplete the animals and virtually kill the industry. The English turned to farming and fishing, and for the next several centuries this was what they did.
Cape May became a county in 1692, via a charter from the Crown. In those days there was a West and East Jersey--Cape May County being in the west. There is a cemetery at the county seat, Cape May Court House, that dates to 1766; prior to that people were buried in their back yards, a custom still observed for former business partners in North Jersey. By the way, nearly everything in the county is named Cape May Something: There is the aforementioned Court House, wherein sits a several hundred year old (you got it) court house, there is also Cape May City, West Cape May, Cape May Point and North Cape May. There was even once a South Cape May, but the sea claimed it as its own some time ago. God's judgement, perhaps, on one Cape May too many. Enough already with the Cape May.
New Jersey became known as the "Cockpit of the Revolution" during the War of Independence because of all the important battles fought on her soil. Washington slept everywhere, and New Jersey named not one, but several towns, after the father of our nation. Having a maritime economy, the southern half of the state was affected by the War of 1812. This region also produced one of our nation's earliest naval heroes in the person of Richard Somers. This young man was to lead what amounted to a suicide mission against the Barbary pirates in Tripoli. Sailing directly into their harbor under cover of darkness, he and his crew boarded a captured American vessel and blew it up in spectacular fashion. Though the resulting explosion and fire damaged and destroyed many of the pirates' ships, it also took the lives of the brave American sailors before they could get away. Their graves still lie in a small plot in Libya. His home exists as a museum in Somers Point, the town named for his family. I have had the privilege of visiting it.
By the late 1800s, the great population centers of both Philadelphia and New York had discovered what would be forever more known as the Jersey Shore. Trains made it possible. The industrial era had given the working man both stable wages and a few days off a year. He spent both at the shore. The tourist boom was on and the great shore towns began to spring up--Atlantic City, Asbury Park, Wildwood, Avalon, and yes...Cape May. Of course, many decided to stay, and the local population took a decidedly Irish and Italian turn. Catholic parishes began to pop up amongst the Baptist and Methodists. The small town of Woodbine was founded as a Jewish colony, while the town of Whitesboro became the the county's first predominantly African-American municipality--a by-product of the Underground Railroad, not the one from Philly.
By the mid-1970s tourism was king. Though farms remained, they had grown smaller and began to adapt to specialized crops in order to survive. Commercial fishing survived, as well, by both downsizing and growing more efficient. The waters off New Jersey continue to be one of the greatest producers of scallops and clams along the eastern seaboard and oyster farming is making a comeback in the Delaware Bay. But the tourist dollar, and vacation real estate, are the mainstays of the current economy--battered by the recession, but still king. Unemployment here in Cape May County during the off-season (roughly from November to April) can reach 12% or worse. But you take the good with the bad, and this is the place I happily call home. My literary characters, Chief Julian Hall and Father Gregory Savartha, both live here, as does a ponderous and troubling little girl named Mariel, who is the subject of my next story in EQMM (Dec. 2012 issue). The bewildered protagonist of "Tap-Tap", though he meets his fate in Belize, worked for a tourist agency here, while Kieran, the young kleptomaniac of "The Vengeance of Kali," lives just around the corner. There are many, many more.
So, as you can see, after twenty-five years in a place, you make some friends; form some ties. And luckily for me, having a fresh perspective, a "Jersey" fresh perspective on my adopted home, made it all possible.