October 6, 2021

I was ten-years-old when our family made the four-hour drive to vacation at the beach in North Carolina. We’d been in our hotel room only minutes when Momma finally allowed my brothers and me to go swimming, but only under lifeguard supervision. Between our hotel room and the beach my brothers and I stumbled upon a murky lagoon behind the hotel, complete with a five-foot long steal water pipe jetting six feet above the sand bank and shooting water into the large pond below. We had struck gold!