This is one of my favorite memories. We were camping at Trout Creek out near Sweet Home and John had taken Marg and Alice for a hike. I tied a rope to the raft and sat on the shore with my book and periodically pushed or pulled Lily around the shallow creek. It was the epitome of a perfect summer day. Whenever this comes up in my memories, I can almost feel the sun on my legs and the cool creek water on my toes.

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