Sunday, October 5, 2014

Swimming hole of dreams


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  1. From a most tender age I was doing concrete work in order to make my grandmother's tiny fish ponds hold water. It was annual maintenance. She'd wait until my visits to haul her favorite fish out and then order me to drain the pond and resurface it so it wouldn't leak. I think I was 5 when she roped me into that work.

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