When I was growing up in the late '50s we lived
in Florida. Our dad was in the Navy and we moved
and moved... Ever since I was a kid, I've always loved water.
Lakes, oceans, streams, rivers, artisian wells, any shape, any form
of water I have always loved. And I love drinking good clean water!
I've been swimming in lakes, rivers, oceans and pools!
I clearly remember our dad taking us to the beach swimming.
Daytona was one and Smyrna was another. So many beaches in Florida!
We would drive our car right on the beach and park just a few yards
from where we would swim.
This was our transportation, a '54 Chev. It did have a white top and the
body was a darker blue. Remember when?
Just a little trip down memory lane or should I say down the Florida coast? :-)