All the teenagers in our area used to swim at THE QUARRY. It was a flooded limestone quarry, and it had a sexy aura ... When the kids swam there, I got the impression that it was a place for mating. I went once, found the water deep and cold and green. There were kids diving off the precipitous sides into the deep areas (picture Acapulco without waves). Rumor had it that some kid (or maybe more than one) had died there, probably having dived onto a hidden limestone shelf in the water.
I doubt there was a lifeguard ... I don't remember one. Sadly, when I got to be a high school student, no one seemed to want to go to The Quarry any more, but I still think of it as our town's Riviera.
On a quiet street sat a large light green house with a stone porch & white pillars. The bay windows on either side of the front door were crowned with leaded glass panels. Inside the house lived five extraordinary girls with two remarkable parents. They were American born Irish catholics. Within this house every emotion was to be played out & sometimes carried to the extreme. Let's take a peek inside, shall we...
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Oh yes, the QUARRY, it was quite the coed spot. I had not heard of a body down there but I did hear rumors of a car submerged in that black water.
Once I was swimming and noticed a small fish trying to swallow my "scapular" medal I was wearing.
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