ok- swimmers itch. There was "the lake" a small abandoned resort on a lake near Jackson Michigan. The Loving family had rented it for the summer. It was fantastic. It had cabins, a hotel, a ballroom all on a nice lake. Tom and some friends had camped out there early on in the summer. The rest of the family was picking him up the next day, and spending the day there.
When we arrived Tom was insane. I remember him pounding the roof of the car demanding to be brought home immediately. He was hysterical. He was itchy. We all thought it was mosquito bites. We were there to enjoy the day. It was a beautiful summer day. I remember Steve could not swim for some reason, I think a stitches perhaps. He was so bummed out. Well we all went in swimming. We all started to itch. To get relief, we went back in the water. We eventually figured out the more we swam the itchy we were, and that the then lucky Steve did not itch. So we did some calling and found it was "swimmer itch" Stay out of the water- a little late for that - shower off - well it was also too late for that. There is a small window of time that the flat worm larve is in the water and will get under your skin. Each spot itches ALL the time until it dies in several days. For days we were all as crazy as Tom was that morning as our skin literally crawled. Poor Marty Bush was along and in addition to the itch she got terribly sunburned, so couldn't even scratch herself. Ah, good times...
Swimmers Itch, no thank you, but Summer nights on the lakes in Michigan and all that goes with it, I miss that....being able to go outside at night in a tank top and feel the night breeze....now do I remember Tom while I was doing that? ...yes, somewhere in the background beating the crap out of Paula...and I will miss him.
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