Filed under: Vintage Photo Album | Tags: boats, swimmers, swings, vintage beach, vintage lake, vintage vacation photography
I wish. I’m still recovering from our 1,860-mile road trip last month. I must vacation from our vacation.
I haven’t seen an ocean in a few years, or even a lake. When I was younger, my father would take my sister and me to Lake Arthur, every Pittsburgh kid’s hot spot. One time he rented a motorboat so we could experience something different from having rocks in our suit-bottoms and eating skinny fries from the concession stand all afternoon. Unfortunately our ride got cut short – the motor, tangled in seaweed, because he steered the boat too close to shore. A couple in a pontoon rescued us and my father’s dreams of living the leisure life were gone.
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