Saturday, August 30, 2008
I thought since I'd mentioned the pool previously that I should find a picture of it. I found one with Kissee posing quite nicely, but the pool is only partially visible. I think Dan took this picture from the roof. He was probably rigging the bucket in the tree that eventually fell on my head causing mom to take me to the emergency room. Another story.
I do recall many many good times in that pool. We were fortunate in that the pool was heated and we could swim year 'round. Not like it snowed in the San Fernando Valley, but hey it got chilly. I think. Anyway, I remember one day there was steam coming off of the water and mom let me go swimming all by myself while she watched from inside, which was somewhat unusual in itself. Normally we had to have some type of supervision outside, even if it was an older sibling, who if I remember correctly wouldn't have cared if we drowned or not. At least not until an adult found out.
In any case there I was swimming all by my lonesome with the fog laying on top of the water like something out of the Creature from the Black Lagoon when it started to rain. I went underwater and felt like I was on another planet. I could hear the rain and see it hitting the top of the water and I was nice and toasty and totally insulated from the outside world. Until I ran out of breath that is. At which point I had to come up and get pelted in the head. It was quite a remarkable experience. I loved that pool.