Originally Posted by
Sandy
Sandy Sr. was born and bred not too far away. When he was little, his house didn't have AC, and such families would beat the heat by going to places like Lake George, the Catskills, or the Jersey shore. I was too little when he took his own family to Lake George, so I don't remember the boat ride, only the fact that we went on one. After Sandy Sr. died, before I met Mrs. S, a relative and I drove over, just to talk and reminisce at a peaceful place my dad loved. It was a beautiful August day between holidays, not a lot of people, and I don't remember any niggers!
Before I settled down, I never did go to AC with the guys, like they always invited. Hasn't it become a haven for nigger crime, anyway?