an old fishing hole.

Do you remember the old fishing hole that you would frequant as a child. I do but it was not really to fish but more for me to water my horse after a good ride or swim for a bit. But I always showed respect to others that were there. Yesterday after mass we decided to take the girls fishing. So we ate lunch, grab some drinks and snacks and off we headed for Horseshoe lake park. an old fishing hole it was not. We had been told it was quiet there but atlas it was not. The girls cast there lines in and set to making a sand castle while they waited. Down a bit from us was a woman sun bathing in her underwear I almost died when I saw it. Modesty in this day and time must be gone. We had set our selves up way away from the swimming area where it said for fishing but that didnt matter to those who decided to swim there anyways they proceeded to jump and splash right next to the lines in the water ( in fairness a few who came down to swim saw the lines and decided not to swim right there.) So I asked myself what ever happened to respect for other people. We try to teach our to children to respect other people. I wish everyone did the same. Despite everything, we did enjoy our time together and even managed to catch a few fish.