One summer when he was three or four we were on a Hamptons beach when the kid went missing, We may have thought the other one had eyes on him, or maybe we were just horribly irresponsible parents, but in any case at one point we realized he was gone!
We were confident we’d taught him never to go in the water without us – we weren’t THAT irresponsible, but where was he! Frantically we told the lifeguard we had a lost child and were asked for a description.
“A boy, brown hair, blue eyes, a yellow bathing suit, and a white sunhat – or maybe he’s not wearing his hat – and maybe he’s carrying his pail and shovel.” I answered, my panic growing by the minute. And then we both went running down the beach in opposite directions calling his name.
Soon the lifeguard came hurrying toward me. “A lifeguard down the beach has a lost boy but he doesn’t seem to fit your son’s description. He has blond hair and a red bathing suit. Could he be yours?”
Desperately trying to convince myself this was my child, and that I’d simply forgotten what he looked like and what he was wearing, I almost told the lifeguard, “I’m not sure, but we’ll take him.”
Thankfully my husband found him happily playing with his pail and shovel in the dunes. What an irresponsible kid!
– Dana Susan Lehrman
This retired librarian loves big city bustle and cozy country weekends, friends and family, good books and theatre, movies and jazz, travel, tennis, Yankee baseball, and writing about life as she sees it on her blog World Thru Brown Eyes!