Wildwood Historical Museum 


Memorial Day to Labor Day

Mondays, Wednesdays, Thursdays, Fridays and Saturdays 

10 am - 3 pm; Sundays 12-5 pm. Closed Tuesdays

We Need Volunteers
Join the Wildwood Historical Society volunteer team and experience our museum from a new angle! We are seeking volunteers to help out on day to day projects like greeting and guiding visitors, organizing and cleaning, and more. You choose how many hours and what hours you’d like to work; extremely flexible to schedule.
Whether you’re local or seasonal, we welcome you. To inquire, call 609-523-0277, email or drop in at 3907 Pacific Ave in #wildwoodnj. For hours, visit

Thicker Than Water by Laura Quinn
Not a beach day? No problem!
Why not curl up with a good book?
A limited number of signed paperbacks are now available for purchase at @wildwoodhistoricalsociety
Located at 3709 Pacific Avenue, the museum is the perfect place to visit any day, but especially when the skies are overcast.
Best described as “Titanic meets Boardwalk Empire,” Thicker Than Water is the first novel in a historical fiction trilogy set in Wildwood and Cape May, at the onset of World War One.
Readers are also treated to such endearing #gildedage Philadelphia locales as Shibe Park, Boathouse Row, Reading Terminal Market, the Bellevue-Stratford hotel, and John Wanamaker’s.
A sweeping saga of betrayal, lies, and loss on all sides, Thicker Than Water, marries the historically accurate world building of Ellen Marie Wiseman’s The Orphan Collector with the emotional resonance of Renee Rosen’s works. The book also highlights the backlash against those of German heritage as was heartbreakingly depicted in The Storms of War by Kate Williams.
Grab your copy today! This novel set in the Wildwoods during Prohibition is flying off the shelves of our gift shop! Get your autographed copy at 3907 Pacific Ave or online at

New Architectural Styles of the Wildwoods Coloring Book 
Our Architectural Styles of the Wildwoods coloring book for all ages is available for just $5 at Wildwood Historical Society - George F. Boyer Museum! Pick up a copy in person at 3907 Pacific Ave in Wildwood or online at
Proceeds are shared with the historical society. Your purchase benefits two nonprofits!

Annual Community Band By The Sea Performance 

Join us and Art & Music Emporium, Inc. for the Annual Community Band By The Sea Performance at Byrne Plaza (3400 Pacific Avenue, Wildwood, NJ 08260) with a rain date of Sunday, July 31, 2022 at 12:00 pm! The concert will feature instrumentalists of all ages who will come together to support community band appreciation and engage in high quality music making opportunities by the sea. Instrumentalists register early! For more information visit

Wildwood Sure Guide
You should definitely pick up the Wildwood Sure Guide wherever you see it throughout the area. Why? Because the historical society has a recurring column in this awesome free weekly publication 📰 read for Wildwood history and nostalgia as well as fun local happenings and news. if you missed an issue you can pick up retroactive copies only at the Wildwood Historical Museum at 3907 Pacific in Wildwood, now open six days a week.

Castle Dracula Celebration Event
If you loved Castle Dracula, join us for a fun new event in august. Reminisce about everyone’s favorite legendary dark ride at this new event 🧛🏻‍♂️ 🏰 📕 Join us Saturday, August 13th from 12-3 pm for the release party of ‘Castle Dracula & Dungeon: Employee Handbook Illustrated’ by Mike Jasorka! Books will be available for purchase at the event. Come dressed as a cast member and get $5 off your book purchase. Meet former cast members and one of the owner/operators of Castle Dracula himself, John Nickels! RSVP to the Facebook event

Local History Made in 99th Annual Marbles Tournament
Wildwood High School's Jessica Johnson was crowned the 2022 National Marble's Champion. Jessica is the first New Jersey girl to hold this title in 99 years!  #warriorpride 
Please see the Press of Atlantic City article on the tournament!

Last Chance for a Wildwood Street Sign
The sign auction isn’t *quite* over yet! A handful of items are still available for bidding. They have been price/shipping discounted, so don’t miss a good deal! Bid now at 💻 and support a good cause while owning an authentic piece of #wildwood

1 of 500: Scenes from a Unique Surf & Turf

By Rob Ascough, Treasurer


“This is one of the 500 best restaurants in the county,” my father would boast every time we pulled into the parking lot. I think the idea of one of our annual traditions in our favorite vacation spot filled him with an immense sense of pride, as if it validated the Wildwoods or announced to the world it belonged on the main stage. I’ve never been able to uncover proof of the claim being true, and definitely never identified who might have made it, but also never had reason for doubt – if my father knew, there was no reason for questioning. Besides, we always had fantastic meals there, and the hour-long waits for a table suggested everyone knew what my father knew: Dinner at Urie’s was an event.

Years ago, I remember Wildwood also being home to Urie’s Surf & Turf, although you’ll have to excuse me if the actual name of the place escapes my fading memory. We never went there, likely because the “real” Urie’s restaurant (as we called it; the one that still stands to this day at the foot of the George Redding Bridge) always offered food in both the surf and turf varieties, meaning everyone in the family could get whatever it was they desired. It was the flounder that swam in the dreams of me and my father, possibly leaving behind an actual trail of breadcrumbs – it never tasted as good as it did while on summer vacation, and never as good as it tasted at Urie’s.

Because Urie’s has been an enormous place since before I can remember, it was often a challenge finding a place to park. My father would let my mother out at the front door so she could put our name on the waiting list while he drove up and down the rows of parked cars, the sound of crushed seashells crunching beneath the yacht-sized family station wagon’s tires forever etched into my brain like zeros and ones onto a compact disc (remember those?). We might as well have moored the Ascough vessel somewhere on the perimeter of Grassy Sound by the time we found something.

Today, the space to the left of the main entrance to the building is a small arcade; years ago it was a gift shop, and before that the gift shop was a trailer-like structure in the middle of the parking lot (I can’t recall what the more-recent gift shop was before it was a gift shop.) We’d find my mother there after having given the hostess our information, and it seemed she didn’t leave until she examined every single sea-worthy item for sale. After a few minutes, me and my brother would get bored and walk along the water between Urie’s and the (then) newly-constructed Boathouse Restaurant with my father close behind, reminding us not to venture onto the dock and board anything. It was difficult to resist – boats were always sitting there unattended with nothing to prevent curious children from satisfying their newly-discovered maritime tendencies. That, and we were getting impatient. The long wait for a table at Urie’s meant a night on the boardwalk wasn’t on the horizon.

“Relax, it’s one of the 500 best restaurants in the country,” my father reminded.

Eventually our name would be called and we’d get seated, always in the back dining room at a table adjacent to the floor-to-ceiling netting with carved wooden seagulls attached to it. It was comfortable, like a second home, although we wondered why we were never seated elsewhere inside the gigantic catacomb-like structure. My father has always suspected restaurants set aside sections for families so the ones with unruly kids didn’t disturb other guests without kids. Looking back, I wonder if the back room in Urie’s was a non-smoking section. Hard to believe but when I was a kid (not too, too long ago) restaurants had smoking and non-smoking sections, and despite my mother being a smoker she never lit up a cigarette at the dinner table and hated when others did.

A meal at Urie’s today feels much like the ones we used to enjoy despite the wooden seagulls having flown off, perhaps in search of the gift shop that’s no longer filled to the brim with seashore-themed tchotchke. The salad comes in bowls for the entire table, the butter for the bread remains perfect little individually-wrapped rectangles, and golden brown mozzarella sticks and fried flounder can all be enjoyed against a backdrop of boat traffic on the waterway in the near distance while a band performs on the tropical-themed outdoor patio. Urie’s, like most things in the Wildwoods, has changed throughout the years (not always for the better, but this isn’t the proper venue for that kind of conversation.) Still, when it comes to memories, it’s a delightful beast – a 500-pound beast, in fact.

“It used to be one of the 500 best restaurants in the country,” my father will recite to this day.

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