On a warm Saturday afternoon, Ginny, Michael, Tina, Joe and I decided to spend our time out creek walking. Quincy has many large parks and several of them have waterways that run through them. The waterways in most of the parks were no more than knee-high, the banks a mix of sand and shale rocks, surrounded by old growth trees and often not a road or a car anywhere in sight.
   Sometimes we'd pack a picnic, and other times we'd just go exploring to see what new things we could find. On this day, we opted for exploring. We were feeling especially rowdy that day, and along with the walking, there was a great deal of pushing, chasing and particularly, falling. By the time we exited the park, we were all thoroughly wet, tired and covered in mud from head to toes, and feeling h...

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