Thank you Photo Challenge: (Extra)ordinary for this wonderful theme.
Autumn: how I yearn for your cool weather, warm hues and the sound of leaves cracking underneath my feet. Alas, the extended heat wave that has befallen Los Angeles shows little sign of abating.
The lake is extraordinary in that it grew me up. Ordinary because it’s simply a small lake that lays between Rahway and Colonia, New Jersery.
As a tomboy I could spread my wings without the watchful eyes of an adult and their constant refrain, ‘girls don’t do that.’ I could tag along with my brother and his friends as long as I ‘didn’t act like a girl’. I was more than happy to comply.
I would follow my older brother Michael as we cut through Stanford’s back yard then through the pump station. Lake Avenue was the only obstacle that stood between us and the lake. It was a somewhat busy street, therefore, I was not permitted to cross Lake Avenue without the assist from Michael.
Alas, without fail I would have to pee. Inevitably I’d forget to bring toilet paper so I could do it in the woods. Michael would not interrupt his fishing fun to escort me home. I had to find a solution to my predicament: How to get home without crossing Lake Avenue alone. My solution—the sewer. I would slip down the sewer grate and go UNDER Lake Avenue, but only if it hadn’t rained in awhile.