A heartwarming read. Quiet reminiscent of my childhood itself. Thanks for sharing it friend.

I know just how you feel Phil and you did well as a plucky little chap at the time.
You sound just like me learning from experience.

I enjoy this series of your adventurous life.

Best Wishes

Tim

This tale is enchanting, Phil. I agree with Unofre Pili, So heartwarming. I can’t stop smiling! thank you. liz

Very nice…I have a memory of my old swimming hole too!

There is a great motto there for everybody (how many people drown in life when that are actually only in chest high water), and what a defining moment that must have been for you. Great story friend.

nice recollection, kind of “documentary” writing

It is nice to have such warm memories of ones childhood. Thanks for sharing a little of your memory lane.

Wow, great story, I taught myself to learn how to swim in a lake also, best place to learn. And my younger sister, one day, put her on my shoulders, and jumped off a boat dock, told her, learn or drown (as a joke) but she learned, I was right there, but she did great, and became a water bug after that

Phill, that’s an interesting story. I love to swim. We went in the creeks, ponds, and rivers when I was growing up and when my kids were young. We all loved the water and still do.

Good story about the good old days. Our pond was a hand dug catfish hole…muddy all the time.

you have such an “easy flow” style of writing, that it makes reading very enjoyable – loved it!!

I love this story, Phill. I was given a pair of flippers and a snorkel when I was about eight. I went under water and started kicking and realised I could swim.

Christine