The "Lost Skiing" Story

It was an ordinary day. We were on vacation and staying at Kentmore Park which is located on the Sassafras river. The Sassafras River is one of many rivers that empties into the Chesapeake Bay. We were with our friends Sandy and Gary H. and their 3 kids. Our daughter had a friend along this year to keep her company. It was water skiing time! Gary had bought a bowrider after our first vacation together when he discovered there was nothing to do at the bay if you didn't have a boat. We loaded the boat for the afternoon adventure and headed out into the center of the river. The depth of the river at this point was about 10-12 feet. Everyone had given the skiing a try with Rob H. and Tad W. being accomplished with one ski and Brynn W. and Kristen almost as good. The last one left to ski today was LDub, since Gary only drove the boat. I can't iceskate, rollerskate, skateboard, or ride a horse, but I can ride a bike and waterski. Yea, I can ski, but I do need 2 skis to keep my balance. Same reason why I need 2 wheels on my bike to keep my balance. I put my lifevest on and moved to the back of the boat to enter the water. Everyone wished be good luck and I jumped in the river. I immediately felt something moving down my arm, across my back and down my leg as I started to surface from the jump. Scared the crap out of me. As I popped out from under the water I yelled that something was in the water right under me. As the same time I was saying this Kristen looked at me and said, "MrDub, didn't you have glasses on when you jumped in the water?" "Why yes I did." I felt my face for them and immediately realized that the scary thing I felt was now under me in 10-12 feet of water. MY GLASSES! Now what do I do? Well I went skiing! Didn't do bad either. After returning back to the dock I started to plan what my next step would be. I can't see more than 15 feet clearly without my glasses. I needed them to drive. Gary wore glasses. OK. Hey Gary, let me try your glasses. One of the lenses was very close to one of mine. I called my optometrist and made arrangements to have another pair of glasses made right away. Brynn and Kristen went with me to Lancaster to get my new glasses. I wore Gary's prescription sunglasses and kept my one eye closed. I picked up my new glasses, we grabbed a quick bite for supper and made it back to Kentmore Park before dark. Just another extraordinary day in the life of an ordinary guy.