We returned to the campsite , the sun had just risen and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky . It was the beginning of a day that all dream of ,  I grabbed a lounge chair and settled in .  Mary sat in front of me , she had a small blanket in her hand and threw it over both of us . The feelings I felt were that of a perfectly matched couple , we had so much in common .  Mary and I  sat quietly just holding one another ,  I don’t know exactly when but we both were soon in a deep slumber .

I woke to sounds of the others rummaging about , Mary was snuggled tightly in my arms . I lay there studying her face as she slept , enjoying the closeness of our morning . The air was clean and fresh , the sounds of the rippling water calmed the scene straight out of a Norman Rockwell painting . I grew up in one of the most beautiful places in the world and took it all for granted . We all were  so naive to the ways of the world , not really having a worry to speak of .

Mary soon woke up smiling as she looked up at me , saying morning , she  kissed me lightly on the cheek . We had only been asleep for a couple of hours but it seemed forever since we spoke . Mary lay there in my arms waking up as we discussed what we could do for the day . It was July 4 th , the biggest day of the summer . The volunteer fireman threw a small carnival on this day every year . It was complete with a softball tournament and fireworks . The carnival had several games that one could win little trinkets , but most of us looked at them like trophy’s of our talents . There were also five or six small amusement park rides for the enjoyment of kids .

TO BE CONTINUED……..