How cool was that!
My grandpa was the Pool Man
at the camp. In charge
of the vacuum, the chemist
in the shed with the filter.
In control of the chlorine
keeping the pool ready,
for our play
August 1, 2007 15:46
(Raymond A. Foss)
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