My daughter’s boat was rowing past me. There was no way that anyone could row fast enough to get back from the finish line that quickly. Which meant they were returning from a previous heat. Oops. Missed that one.
Well it was sure a pretty day out there, though, in Long Beach, California.
I know what you mean! First cross-country running with my son; then crew with my daughter . . . lots of standing around in the rain wondering what’s going to happen, and ultimately missing it. But what spirit! What excitement! A challenge for crew and onlookers alike. Thanks for sharing your story. I love how you used the prompt and the page-turning to good effect.
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Thanks and I’m glad to hear I’m not the only one!
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