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We were late opening the pool this year due to an overabundance of problems as well as a busy schedule. So when we finally got it open, the kids became kids again.
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I was reading my book at pool's edge.....
as I have done for 19 years, when I noticed the kids playing that color game where you have to swim across the pool when your color is called and I thought "How odd. 5 year olds like that game, not 25 year olds."
as I have done for 19 years, when I noticed the kids playing that color game where you have to swim across the pool when your color is called and I thought "How odd. 5 year olds like that game, not 25 year olds."
And in my mind, they were kids again as if it was just yesterday.
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... except the role of Bart was now being played by Barry, a new-comer to our family. This was Barry's first time in a swimming hole. He grew up in the ocean, no pools, pools are for sissies.
We showed him a thing or two about pools:
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So in my mind & the sounds that I hear today at the pool, here's Will and Patti:
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Screech. Rewind.
No, baby, that's not Patti, Patti's only 10, here's Patti:
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And that's Tommy right behind her, waiting for his turn.
I know this can't be Tommy:
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Impossible. I shake my head, rub my eyes and get back to my book.
I hear loud, girly giggling.
"Sweet!" I think, "I love it when the girls have so much fun together. They're so close!"
And in my mind, I see Patti and Marj:
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A strange noise, scraping, squealing... Is that Marj?:
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Age. Schmage.
They don't realize how quickly their bodies will give out on them.
May I present Evidence A.
Tom, back in the day, high hurdles a fun noodle:
Tom, back in the day, high hurdles a fun noodle:
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And Exhibit B.
Tom, today, at our Grand Opening:
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P.S. Connie... you owe me one.
I did not show any before and after pix of you and me, sister.
4 comments:
Thanks Val I felt so old when I woke up this morning, groaning, creaking and limping-------you just made me feel older, groan....
Let me see if I have this straight. This is a flashback of a flashback? Sounds like something a senior citizen would do!
Val, are you starting to get mail from AARP?
It was never a flashback friday to begin with, FF is a new thing. Ruth, I just can't believe you would question my memory. AARP?? {shoves mailpile under desk} I don't even know what you're talking about.
I'm sitting here on the couch, feet up ... enjoying catching up on my favorite blog ... when I came across this jewel of a read. And then ... I had to get up and get a tissue to dry my tears!! Geesh!!!
(...and thanks for not posting before & afters of us!)
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