I haven’t gone swimming for 20 years now. I was never a strong swimmer, but I always enjoyed it. As a kid I learned to swim at a lake. To this day I remember the sunfish nipping at my toes as I ascended the ladder by the diving board. I also remember swimming in a lake where my sister lived. Sometimes you’d be in the water and someone would shout “SNAKE!” You’d swim as fast as you could to avoid contact with the copper heads.
Many of my friends had pools and summers were spent poolside and playing in the water. There were always places to swim; lakes, rivers, off boats and rafts. It was endless.
I took up scuba diving in college, yet still enjoyed snorkeling and body surfing when ever I could. I continued swimming when I visited Hawaii when ever I traveled there.
I was once invited to do a dive at night through the ice on the Delaware River to look for eels, but I didn’t go for that one.
It was when I moved out here that I stopped swimming. I did swim once at a spa in Portland, but somehow it just doesn’t dawn on me to go swimming any more. It’s too cold and I’m not that fond of pools… I wonder if I will ever swim again by choice. I don't plan to muck about in the local rivers, nor do I plan any bridge diving. Oh well, at least I have my fond memories of when swimming was good.