No swimming pool here. You'll laugh at this one. I grew up in Jupiter, Fl. & lived on the river & played on the river & later lived on boats; have been boating all my life. And I can't swim! Sink like a stone I do. But that never stopped me from going in the ocean, or the Intracoastal or in the Loxahatchee river or on boats. But you better believe I always know the depth of the water wherever I am & if on a boat I am well aware of the slippery places & available "hand holds". I grew up in paradise when no one wanted to live there & used to laugh at where we were from. Right smack on the waters & ocean. So I'm spoiled. Do I want to drive 70 miles to either the Gulf or the Atlantic? Nah. That's too much of a trip to go to the beach!
In truth, I had the very best of it & "it" doesn't exist anymore. The coast of Fl. is no longer anything like it used to be & I am content to bury myself inland in the ancient Live Oaks with their Spanish moss dripping from their monstrous arms.
And about 7 years ago I found out exactly why I can't swim despite my most fervent efforts & that of loved ones to teach me. It's a scientific fact that there are people who have negative buoyancy. I am one. I learned that from a wise old Navy Seal who later taught newbie Seals.
I am a strong believer in the simple fact is that what matters in this life is how we treat others. I think that's what living is all about. Not what I've done in my life but how I've treated others. ~~ Sharon Brown