3V0908.01 A swimming pool: caution at first encounter(7/18/80)

We visited this day my cousin’s house in Cherry Hill. Her son, Matthew,
a week older than Peggy, nearly drowned in their swimming pool about
a week before our visit. We were all very sensitive to the event. Peggy
had never seen a swimming pool before and was reluctant to enter the
water, even in my arms. She was delighted when I squeezed out of a
sponge ball cold water onto her foot (the day was seasonably hot) and
would venture close enough to squeeze that ball over my head,
approaching the edge gingerly. The older children played in the water,
as did Matthew, but Peggy would come down no further than the first
step at the shallow end.

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