Here we are...swimming around in a giant pool somewhere in San Francisco. The year is 1958. Growing up in Minnesota we not only appreciated living near so many lakes, we used them for all kinds of recreation. Our favorite was just a good old fashioned dunk in the lake. When we travelled with our parents on longer road trips my parents realized the need for us kids to have some play time mixed in with all the sightseeing. Swimming was a great way for us to release some energy. So, here we are in the pool. Oh, wait, there's one missing. That would be Susan. She had to sit out this session because she was suffering from an earache. Mom said no. So she had to sit and watch as the rest of us enjoyed the water. Oh, but she got her revenge later. (Please read The Red Scarf entry below) Water. Life sustaining. Always.
Saturday, January 27, 2018
the giant pool
Here we are...swimming around in a giant pool somewhere in San Francisco. The year is 1958. Growing up in Minnesota we not only appreciated living near so many lakes, we used them for all kinds of recreation. Our favorite was just a good old fashioned dunk in the lake. When we travelled with our parents on longer road trips my parents realized the need for us kids to have some play time mixed in with all the sightseeing. Swimming was a great way for us to release some energy. So, here we are in the pool. Oh, wait, there's one missing. That would be Susan. She had to sit out this session because she was suffering from an earache. Mom said no. So she had to sit and watch as the rest of us enjoyed the water. Oh, but she got her revenge later. (Please read The Red Scarf entry below) Water. Life sustaining. Always.
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