Today as I was out for my daily walk, I headed east on Stauffer Avenue to continue on the by-pass to the industrial park. As I got to the bridge that crosses over the creek, I took time to take in the Canadian geese that were giving me the evil honks trying to get me to leave the area that I am sure they have a nest in. As I stood there and watched the water I remembered the spring when Kevin and his dad, Orlin, took a floating device down to the creek just north of our home in South Branch. Kevin on board with his dad having a tether rope attached to the floating device. Orlin walked along the bank of the creek and Kevin taking in the adventure. I do not recall how long the voyage took in either time or length. Particulars are vague. This morning at that moment in time as I was standing on the bridge here in St. James, it was a good memory. It was just one of the memories of Kevin and his dad pushing the envelope of “Why not try it.” Gosh, I love my memories.