Yes, we said we'd have winter scenes of Jordan over the next four days..... Change of plans!
It's a good time to get your pool season pass.
We're not going to comment about the weather....think Spring.
We're not going to comment about the weather....think Spring.
We're not going to comment about the weather....think Spring.
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Now that's a picture that jogs the memory. My life at "our" pool started when it was that favorite swimming hole. My uncle would take me up there with him and his friends. In fact if he had not have pulled me off the bottom one time I would have joined the girl that started the community effort to make the swimming hole into a safe place for us to swim. My father Ed Vrooman, a member of the Jordan Volunteer Fire Department, was one of the volunteers that helped make the pool a reality. Among other things he welded together all of the supports for the original diving boards, the low board, 1 meter and the 3 meter. Originally the pool was not the blue color that it is in your picture. They left the bottom dirt with cement sides so the water was the color of a typical swimming hole. I suspect that was done to save money and to take advantage of the natural supply of water to fill it.
My sister and I virtually lived at "our" pool from opening day until closing day, rain or shine. If they made us get out of the water because of rain or a thunderstorm we would wait until closing in hopes that we would be allowed back in the water. We took swimming lessons, sponsored by the Red Cross that took us from pollywog's to junior life savers. Opening day every year we would be among the first to show the lifeguards that we could swim the required distance that allowed us to go past the rope that separated the shallow end from the deep end of the pool. With that came access to the diving boards that were my passion. That 3 meter board was where I wanted to be.
There were days that they would bring bus loads of kids from Elbridge to swim and we would have a hard time tolerating there presence in "our" pool. Back then Jordan and Elbridge were arch enemies in just about everything. I find it amusing that now there is a Jordan-Elbridge High School. I bet there are a few left that remember the Jordan Elbridge football games.
We even celebrated our birthdays at the pool in July and August with cake and ice cream at the tables at the shallow end of the pool. Summers flew by, but Jordan made them the greatest for her kids, except those darn buses from Elbridge.
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