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I would gladly write up the tale of the night John R and myself were at a South County location and I lost my footing in waste deep water only a few feet from shore. Undercurrent and a slow swell did not seem that bad but I could not get my feet back under me. I was under a few times and struggling hard until John realized I was in a bit of trouble and stuck the but of his rod in my chest (homoerotic comments may begin) so that I could grab on and get some stability to stand up. What seemed like a very safe locatin wasn;t so safe. I was rattled for sure. Good thing was the cigarettes were under my skinz top so they stayed dry.
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