… that reminds me of when we were kids always in the mud but we lived in the east bay area which still had quite a few open areas at that time back in the 60’s. Our little neighborhood, kinda squeezed in between the freeway, Dodge plant and other factories wasn’t even noticed unless you happened to turn the wrong way. There was lead gas fumes and noise from the freeway but it was not really polluted otherwise. The curbs were rounded into side dip barrow type pits rather that squared curbs. So in winter when the rains came to California, it would rain for days. We’d dike up the gutters and make a swimming hole, Of course, the teenagers would see or pool and run over the dike with their hotrods and ruin our pool! It had such pretty rainbow water. I told my husband that and he said, “You know what rainbow water is, don’t you? It’s oil!” I’d reply with, “At least we didn’t have pesticide ridden irrigation ditches.” and he’d respond with, “So petrochemical carcinogens are better? We didn’t swim in the ditches.” I’d just laugh and tell him I’m gonna die someday because of that but at least we had fun.
When we’d get cold, it was like winter after all and around 45 to 55 degrees F, we’d run to the back of the house where he had a hose hooked up to the sink and warm up with warm water, then we’d run back to our ‘pool’. Yea. hardy kids.