Big historic pool
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Two identically named cities, 2,857 miles apart, one East Coast, the other West Coast. One day in August, husband and I spent time in both, traveling from Richmond, VA, to Richmond, CA, and ultimately hanging my swim cap in Berkeley. The trip took less than 12 hours and would have been faster if we hadn’t…
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Crossing all our fingers and toes, on our way south from Ontario, we pulled our packed van up to the Stony Brook State Park entrance on a warm summer Sunday. Hopefully, our second attempt to leap into the park’s river-fed Depression-era swimming pool would end in a splash. Two weeks beforehand, our first attempt (while…
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September 8-9, 1954: Your arms churn through the frigid, black depths of Lake Ontario like a propeller, strong, efficient, and devoid of sensation. Your legs… you haven’t felt them for hours…You lift your head and search your surroundings … Where is everyone?… Ahead, a lone light appears, dimly illuminating your boat’s hull… There’s Coach Ryder……
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“Everybody get in the pool!” That’s what my favorite shirt says. My husband gave it to me for my birthday pool party a couple years ago. I’m mentioning it here because that’s the atmosphere at the Venetian Pool in Coral Gables, Florida. During our 2023 trip to “The City Beautiful,” we experienced first-hand the energetic…
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Next stop: Cincinnati! Not for a Reds game, although they had a homestand against the Tigers so the Queen City ran red with fans. But we weren’t there for baseball, although we’d thoroughly enjoyed The Great American Ballpark three years ago, when the home team won against the Pirates and my husband gobbled five hotdogs. …
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