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Our story through the quicksand of our own financial crisis

Love & Marriage

Karen and I met at the University of Bridgeport pool. (Thank goodness I wasn’t wearing a Speedo!)  I noticed her eyes first, the almond shape and the peculiar color. She was (and is) strong and self-confident.  We were there certifying lifeguards and she was re-certifying.  Honestly she knew more about lifeguarding than me and my certification partner put together, but the long and the short was she needed her certification.

The second thing I noticed was the scar peeking out of her bathing suit. I wondered to myself how she got such a scar. Anyway she was pretty impressive. There was this old guy who was trying to re-certify, he had heart and was in pretty good shape but just not quite at the level physically that all the others were in the class.  My partner assigned Karen to work one-on-one with him.  So we deputized Karen and she was working one-on-one with this guy.

Training for rescuing people who are in trouble in the water is a hands-on task. Karen’s ‘student’ was all over her and she handled it gracefully. Well as gracefully as a girl in her late 20’s can handle it when a guy in his 70’s is feeling her up!  What we didn’t know at the time was that he had tried to get her fired because she was eating in the pool area on an 8 hour shift.  It was one of the things that attracted me to Karen.

She is a very strong woman. Sometimes too strong.

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  1. Pingback: Conscious Decisions « quicksandstory

  2. I was there!!

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