I've got it done just in the nick of time! Just kidding. It didn't need to take all month but I fooled around with this or that so it did.
Now, the story for this page goes back to my childhood. My family didn't have a lot of money and there were six of us kids. My parents moved to Clarke Dr. (same one as on my June page) when my oldest sisters were finishing high school. We didn't have the money to go places or to take summer vacations so my parents did the next best thing (which really turned out to be the best). They got us a pool!
The pool wasn't big and it didn't have a diving board but the times we had in it! The first thing my parents did was get the Red Cross out to teach the neighborhood how to swim so they didn't have to worry. Then it was Marco Polo, playing sharks (till we scared ourselves right out of the pool and into the house), baseball and volleyball. Every summer was spent in this pool with our friends.
And that brown table, well that was there for most of the years I can remember. It fit right in that spot. We ate dinner there and partied there too. We went through a number of umbrellas.
Over the years all the shrubbery grew and Dad would cut it back to keep it from overtaking the whole area. He'd prune it back to almost nothing; we'd think he might have killed some of it but it would grow back and get all bushy again.
Some of the special times connected with this pool were 4th of July parties and sitting on the roof of the house to watch the fireworks. Sometimes we went to where the fireworks were done but that would be after a day partying by the pool or else we would go to El Monte Park for a picnic, come home for a swim and then do fireworks. The other special times were all but my oldest sister's weddings. You see, my second oldest sister got married on one of the hottest August days anyone could remember (her cake was tilted in the pictures due to the icing melting). Our wedding receptions were held at our house with a keg of beer, lots of food, punch and the pool. Yes, guests brought their suits and went swimming but that wasn't the highlight. It started with this August wedding and the brothers of the groom. They threw the groom into the pool while he was still in his tuxedo! Of course, every man wearing a tux ended up tossed in and that was the start of a tradition that was passed down through every single one of our weddings!
So, you can see why I wanted to bead this page. Half my life's memories are tied up here. I don't think my parents had any inkling when they got this pool for us kids just how much it would end up meaning to us.