I HAVE NOT COME A LONG WAY
I grew up about 10 blocks from the Long Island Sound, but for the past 42 years I’ve lived by Lake Erie — no salt. I make do. You can’t see the other side of Lake Erie. It’s a real lake. I don’t swim in the lake too long because I don’t want to catch a disease. I often walk on the beach, and I’m a member of the Edgewater Yacht Club.
After walking on the beach, I like to make a cup of tea. Then I garden or cook, and think back to my childhood by the Long Island Sound. I have come a long way — or not.
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I love this. Its like haiku by Bert. Simple spare and sincere, like the man himself.
Sounds like you’re a lakeside wannabe. Maybe you should sell a few things and buy a yacht!
I’d like to ingest some of what you’re ingesting.
There was a time when you couldn’t LOOK at the lake without getting sick.
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