The tide is high at the old booming ground.
The daily ebb and flow of the tides was an important part of my life as a child. My father was a boom man. His summer shifts -and our family activities- followed the rhythms and rhymes of the moon and its watery whims. We lived near the beach, so low tides were preferred for mothers with small children. The acres on acres of sand were safe places for us to play. But, as a boy who loved swimming, I longed for the really high tides of summer when I didn’t have to “walk for miles” (so it seemed) to have enough depth for snorkeling and diving and all the good things.
I’ve come here this evening because I knew the tide would be good for swimming. It was.

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