Carrying a big Thermos jug from our cabin up to the pavilion at Lake Shore Park, then pumping the well handle to fill the Thermos with drinking water for the day.
Carving my initials into the pavillion wall; listening to rock n roll on the juke box.
Envious of my fellow young teens who made out on Baby Beach.
Espying my first Donzi.
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basking in the benign indifference of the universe
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