Me, too! It ruined my fun at the beach forever.
Entering the ocean on a volunteer basis is akin to being an athiest and accompanying Daniel into the Lion's Den.
Or bedding down for the night in a hungry bear's den.
Or walking into a rattlesnakes' nest barefooted.
Or playing badminton with a hornet's nest.
Or trying to extinguish a Killer Bee hive with a BB gun.
Yeah, pretty much ruined it!
I stick to about knee deep. Being Irish, the beach isn’t the ideal place for me anyway.
I also remember a Bob Hope joke from that summer.
"I got into my tub and my rubber ducky started circling me."