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OUR BACK YARD

water would splash on my pants. Nothing really serious it
wasn’t deep. After about 100 yards the sewer made a turn. I’d
passed a couple of smaller pipes which dripped.

Beyond the turn I couldn’t see anything. It was pitch black. I
had a pretty good sense of where I was. It was a gift; I knew
the woods like the back of my hand, every path, hill and valley.
The apartments, and basements were second nature to me.
Just like I was able to ‘see’ the Monopoly board, or draw a
picture of the court where I lived. But, in the complete
darkness I couldn’t get my bearing. It was impossible to go
further.
At that point I turned back. The entrance shown with light as
I made the turn back. There was a dim reflection along the
sides and up from the water that helped me return. I had
some idea where I was and recognized the pipes as I passed
them.

On the way home I decided I needed a flash light to go
exploring further. I needed a flashlight and Mom kept one in
the kitchen. It would work fine. My next excursion would be
several weeks later.
I’d not told anyone about the sewer and never asked anyone to
go with me. That wasn’t the smartest, but, it also kept me out
of trouble.

With the flash light in hand, I was ready to go the distance. I
reentered the sewer. The trickle from several weeks before
had gotten larger. But, still not a big deal. I supposed there

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