|Clarks Store c. 1940.|
She wore a black bathing suit and a white bathing cap. She would float on her back and her toes stuck up out of the water.
Now, as to my remembering, this went on for about five years, much of this story is a blending of those years. My Mom, holding me in the water by the back of my bathing suit and a belt under my arms. I would thrash away in the water. Boy was it cold and salty! When I got back to the blanket, my eyes stung and my bum itched!
As I neared age 10, I could dog paddle and swim a little.
The beach trips became less with a new brother in 1943 and another 1945.
Now, nearly 12, I had some freedom to roam about. I found friends that summered on Pine Island with the best swimming hole around. I wrote of Pine Island in my blog here: http://seaviewmarshfield.blogspot.com/2010/06/pine-island.html
|The walkway and dock at Pine Island, c. 1946.|
Another hole nearby was Little's Creek at the east end of Cedar Acres. There was a deep hole that could be jumped into from high tide to about half tide. Oh yes, there was mud, and plenty of it!
|The Randalls & boat at the swimming hole in Little's Creek, c. 1910.|
|Bike riding off the Camp Milbrook docks into Chandler Pond. c. 1951.|
Another good swimming hole was the Humarock side of Rexhame Beach. We would ride our bikes as far as we could into the dunes, then push them through the sand to a neat little cove.
Although not a hole, the Sea Street Bridge always made for great jumping and diving in the late 40s and 50s. At about half tide incoming to full tide made great warm swimming.
|Looking NE from Ferry Street, c.1930. This was replaced in 1952.|
Another bridge was at Damon's Point. The former Old Colony Railroad, 1870- 1939. There was a section of railroad bridge on pilings out into the North River. There were three levels to jump or dive from. The highest was from the railing, next was street level, then a narrow ledge about four feet lower. It was dangerous! When the tide was outgoing, the current was fast and strong. It was difficult to get ashore and a hard climb up the rocks. Incoming and the high tide ebb was an easy swim back to the float.
One summer, two of the resident kids dragged a wicker bench to the bridge. They tied a long rope to it, got seated in it, then leaped off into the water! This was a blast! The problem was that the rope was too short. The bench would stop short just as it hit the water, and you got thrown out of it! Later, a longer rope got tied to it, then it gave you a short ride in the current. Pulling it back up onto the ledge was a challenge. Oh yes, it finally broke into pieces and floated up river c. 1951-2.
|This is the Marshfield side of Damon's Point. 7/2014.|
It extended out into the river about fifty feet.
The walkway and float are to the right.
''What I like about photographs is that they capture a moment that's gone forever, impossible to reproduce''.
- Karl Lagerfeld.
by Ray Freden. Seaview/ Marshfield, 70 years.