The Maloney girls, Janice, Joyce & Jill, sliding on Butter Hill

Winnie Maloney & Norma MacPherson, mothers of the cousins

​I remember one year when I was 12?, 14?, ...... young.
It was a hot, soupy day,
and cousin Jill and I had permission to ride our bikes down to the Ezra Heald bridge to swim.
The water was so cold and refreshing!
So cold, in fact, that we shivered in our towels after swimming.
 
Felt wonderful -
until we had to ride our bikes back home!
Wound up just as hot and sweaty as before -
oh well!

--Doug MacPherson