Mar 1, 2022
6 min read
We Waded Into the Dark Waters
There is a memory that has been haunting me for several days
The four of us waded into dark waters in the night. The moon was out, but not enough to make the darkness of water any less frightening. It was early summer on the East coast, late June on Cape Cod, at an inlet on the Buzzard’s Bay side. Mild days, cool nights, nearly empty beaches. Tourist season was not yet in…
