This poor and very old newspaper cutting was secreted away in my dad's belongings, safely kept there for almost 70 years.
Dad died last year, and I've been recalling how many times he told me the story of this historic swim from his youth, and also reflecting how much the aspects of it are clearly expressed throughout his entire life.
He would tackle and take on things that might have been considered difficult or challenging. He stayed with them until they were completed, no matter how long it took him. On this swim, there were several of his colleagues who set off alongside him. The story goes that during the swim they were joined by a pod of dolphins. Straining to see through the murky waters, many of Dad's colleagues were afraid that the dolphins were sharks and abandoned the swim at that point. My dad had often known fear in his life and this was no different , but Dad kept going. He was incredibly strong, and determined. He had never swam for 3 1/2 hours before this, but that was not going to stop him. He was going to finish. His entire life attitude was "I'm going to see this through, I'll give it my best" He taught me this lesson, through his example and now in his memories which has served me incredibly well. I wonder what your stories say about you?
I love to notice, & to wonder & to journal on the things I wonder about: as the poet David Whyte says ~to "overhear myself saying things I didn't know I knew"