(Or as we say in Detroit, “Turahno.”)
Anyone have any must-do or mustn’t miss attractions/bars/restaurants/tractor pulls/synagogues/free clinics/drive through beer stores/etc? I’ll be there for one night only.
Drifted off suddenly into a deep sleep just now and dreamed Joe Louis came out of retirement (and presumably back from the dead) and I got to watch him fight.
I’ve got this little boy that currently worships me far more than I could ever deserve and he’s looking forward to our first real fishing trip next month and he otherwise can’t keep himself out of the pool and he’s kicking around this summer with a deep tan playing baseball and building Legos and staying up until midnight reading books under a ceiling fan and he reminds me a great deal of me at eight years old.
We didn’t have a pool but the community recreation center did and when the backyard sprinkler wasn’t cutting it my dad would give us the dollar admission fee and we’d walk over there with towels around our necks and on dangerously hot days he’d give us a lift. I was scared of the deep end and the shallow end was usually crowded with toddlers but there was a small area between the two that was five feet deep and I did most of my swimming there. Entire summer afternoons disappeared as I became Captain Nemo exploring the ocean floor outside the Nautilus or an Olympian training for the world’s first solo crawl stroke global circumnavigation, following Magellan’s route, the record of which would forever be enshrined in every future Guinness book.
One day while waiting for my brother to get his suit on I stole two quarters from the pewter stein atop my dad’s dresser where he tossed his pocket change every day after work. I wanted some Twizzlers from the candy machine. Just as we were headed out the door Dad said he’d give us a ride and I panicked. My swimsuit didn’t have pockets and I didn’t have shoes to stash the money in so I tucked it between my teeth and my cheek and prayed I wouldn’t have to say anything.
The pool was about a mile away and the entire drive I was terrified we were going to get in an accident and I was going to choke on that money and die. I would deserve it, too, for being a thief. I bought the Twizzlers. I didn’t enjoy them. They couldn’t get the taste of metallic poison out of my mouth.