The Kingfish Returns


We went swimming at the YMCA today, per Charlie's request. There was one swimmer doing laps and four lifeguards: Charlie prefers the waters to be empty and he did some very good swimming. He did the backstroke—even moving his arms some–for more than a half-lap and touched the bottom (8 feet deep) a couple of times. Occasionally he'd dive in with his head straight down and his feet up, like the tail of a whale.


He is indeed the Kingfish, who taught me to swim, and that the water will hold me up if I just let myself know that.

(At least for 20 laps worth—not bad for someone who used to be totally beyond terrified of dipping  a toe in the deep end.)

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