

The testament today is, this is the same pool I swam in 28 years ago and where Georgia grew up swimming in with her sisters and brother. It was another nice way to introduce our children to the kind of life their mother had growing up and one more place their parents had been during their early courtship, without boring them to death.
Noah and I jump off the diving board, swam, he tried to drown me...more than once...and splash, frolic and have a great time. And by the way, the water was great. I hope the pool is still here in another 70 years and I hope Noah will remember this small moment in time.
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