It’s March 12th and the clocks went forward last Saturday, normally this would mean that spring and good weather is soon around the corner. However it snowed today and I think I am coming down with (or never got rid of my last) cold. What a bummer. However, apparently, the mind is a powerful thing so lets work with mind of matter and think towards summer with this thing I have always wanted.
Growing up I only had one object I would call a ‘communal’ toy, a basketball net, it was a great tool to get the gang together before figuring out what kind of mischief to get into for the day.
People actually came over to my house fairly often to shoot hoops and we always had a good time. However one thing that sucked about coming to my place to play ball was that when hot and humid summer days rolled around other unleashing those hose or super soakers on each other, we just had to deal with it. This kind of sucked and meant on really hot days no one would come over they would either be inside avoiding the house or a few houses down at Corey’s house (same Corey with the General Lee Pedal car).
Corey, that lucky bastard, had a pool. Having at a young age is like being a crack dealer in the ghetto, a great way to be really popular regardless of personality. Instead of slanging rocks though Corey slung pool invitations. You never wanted to get on his bad side or you wouldn’t get invited to swim and for a young kid he had a good memory.
During one of my periods of no invitations I leaned on my parents to get a pool but since neither of them could swim (and my dad didn’t particularily like the idea of random kids at the house all the time) I didn’t do anything other than wasted my breath.
Evenutally, after spending many days sitting in my backyard on the sprinkler a new kid, Evan, moved in down the road and since everyone was too busy getting swimmers ear at Corey’s we became good friends. Evan loved coming over to my place so much so that I didn’t know for awhile that not only did he have a better pool than Corey he also had a bigger house/yard, a cool dog and a very big comic book collection.
Evan also had an older sister, with (if memory serves) hot friends, Corey didn’t have girls inbikini’s, so eventually Corey lost his fair weather friends (90%) and we would all play ball at my house and head down to Evan’s to swim.
Order was restored to the block. Sure I didn’t have a pool of my own, but I guess this was the next best thing.
Oh and a family of ducks came to Evan’s pool every spring to hang out, and ducks are pretty awesome. All Corey got was algae, ha!