Thursday, December 22, 2011

My Own Two Feet

As a child, we used to go to a lake in Indiana for summer recreation.
I remember being on a boat with my parents & some others; dad went skiing & went down in the water. Being so young, i didn't know this was normal... i was afraid he was gonna drown.
I remember a time we were at the beach swimming &, apparently still afraid of the water, Dad picked me up & threw me into deeper water. I freaked out... splashing, crying... i didn't know how to swim!
Dad said, "Stand up, you can reach the bottom."

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