Saturday, February 16, 2013

Cold, Clear Water

When I was a child, I remember playing in a creek just like this.  Even in the winter we waded in to our knees.  Back then I had high rubber boots that would keep my feet dry but certainly not warm.
One day I was testing the ice and fell in, right up to my neck.  I was on my way to catch the school bus.  I had to go home, change and get warm.  There was no one home so I was left to my own devices.  I didn't think it odd that my mom worked but just once in awhile I wanted her there.  Just a hug, that's all.

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