The Pool – a Memory

I lived right down the street from the neighborhood pool as a kid. This was a good thing because no matter how much I begged my parents to put a pool in our backyard, they said no. I cannot remember a time I couldn't swim, I love to swim, and the water is my happy … Continue reading The Pool – a Memory

A Summer Memory

When I was growing up, the city built a community pool right down the street from my house. Now, I cannot remember a time that I couldn’t swim. Growing up in Florida necessitates that skill be taught from the time you can walk, and I LOVED swimming. We didn’t have a pool at my house, … Continue reading A Summer Memory