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It was a sweet-as-molasses, sleepy Sunday afternoon in the middle of July. The heat was especially torrid as I walked in direct sunlight along the road leading to the water's edge. I was cooled by a gentle breeze as I drew closer to the small l ....

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... that afternoon I had needed to get out. I craved some fresh air and peace. These family gatherings were then, as they still are for me today, emotionally exhausting. Each member of this close-knit, loving group had an iron will and strong opinions. No one was willing to remain quiet, not even to keep the often fragile peace at these reunions. I was just as guilty as the others. At least our dinner table talk was never boring! It certainly would not be tonight. Because I was determined that this would be the night that I would tell my grandfather that I wanted to be a professional dancer. A rude gull squawked near my ear, rousing me fro ...