By the time I was maybe 11 or 12 years old, most summer afternoons I went to the pool. At the end of the school year, Mom would buy me a season pool pass and then almost every day after lunch, I’d hop on my bike and ride the mile or so to the Wapakoneta Pool. If I close my eyes, I can still smell the chlorine in the locker room of the pool house and hear the squish of my friends’ feet as we filed through the gate into the pool area.
I always laid my towel down on the east side of the pool – about in the middle. It was a strategic place – close to the snack bar. If I’d been good, Mom gave me quarters – and that meant frozen Zero bars, Charleston Chews or a popsicle. Those were the days…. I never worried about sun burns, the radio was welded to the pop rock sounds of CKLW and the summer passed by playing tag or doing flips in the water with other kids I’d known pretty much since birth. Makes me smile to think about it….
What’s your favorite summer memory? Let me know in the comments!
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Loved listening to CKLW too!