From: IMRud@aol.com
Sent: Friday, June 01, 2001 3:08 PM
To: Clark, Wes
Subject: Re: TV kids



<<Do you recall helping Mom and I to build the doughboy pool, filling
it with water and having the whole thing collapse into a muddy mess?>>

I'm tempted to say yes, but I've know a number of friends with doughboy pools 
over the years, and the experiences tend to be kind of the same (both good 
and bad) and blur together.  It's strange, but you can ad dougboy pools to 
the list of things I've had dreams about on and off over the years.  I 
wouldn't be surprised if one popped up in my dreams tonight.

<<Were we friends in Summer '63, so you would have been using the pool
with us? I don't think so. We must have met in Fall 1963.>>

I'm not too sure of the dates, but here's my first pool memory: When we first 
became friends, my mother was very worried about the pool and wouldn't let me 
go in it.  I can remember sitting in my room, hearing you and your friends 
splashing away in the pool.  In an effort to make things up to me, my mother 
bought a model ship from some place like Goodwill and sat me down in the 
bathtub with it.  This wasn't great, but it was something.  Then this 
cockroach, one of the big ones, a couple of inches or so, floats out of this 
boat, and this completely freaks me out.  Bam, I'm out of the tub, down the 
hall, and on the back porch.  No towel, dripping water, but happy to be away 
from that monster bug.  Soon after this episode, my mom relented and I got to 
swim in your pool.

Jim