Summer reading at Priest Lake, ID
The Stopwatch and the Water Gap
I’m a better swimmer now than I was when I was nine. My sister Nancy would tell you I was a thrasher, a skinny, freckled, crew-cutted being who windmilled my way through the water, as if being chased by sharks. I looked like a drowning in progress. There are home movies to prove this.
It to…
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