{Thoughts That Can’t Be Unthunk}

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EDEN by FREIV Random: Encounters

My dad tells me the story of when he, back in 1951, aged eighteen, goes to the Lido on Lake Zürich — where he’s grown up and where he has turned himself into a Swiss Youth Champion swimmer — to try out nude bathing.

Being Switzerland and Continental Europe, Zürich has no problem with nude bathing in 1951, and so there is a designated nudist section of the Lido where swimming naked in the Lake may be relished at nature-embracing liberty by anyone so inclined.

“I walked out of the changing rooms, a little shy and uncertain, holding my towel in front of me,” I’ve seen pictures of my dad at that age — not, I hasten to add, in the nude, but wearing his swimming trunks, and in one of them, I believe, his chest adorned with a medal, or so I seem to remember — and my dad as an eighteen year old is exceptionally handsome, he’s a youth champion swimmer, after all, “and there were all these saggy old men, with drooping bits everywhere.”

I laugh my head off at the thought of my adonis dad walking out into a world full of saggy old men and drooping bits everywhere. They put him right off, so he turned around straight away and never went back, unsurprisingly.

The image, though, lingers…

A concept narrative in the here & now about the where, the wherefore and forever. Also at EDENbyFREI.net

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