Ya know, my father who was deathly afraid of the water, because he had polio in his legs, and could not swim, emptied water out of a borrowed wood row boat on Great Pond, in Eastham, about 59 years ago, so that he could take me fishing, and got me started in a bug way.
Swimmer a.k.a. YO YO MA
Serial Mailbox Killer/Seal Fisherman
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