Personal Narrative Essay: Buck's Park

When I was born my mother was living in Calumet, so that’s where I was. My birth put a delay on things. She was 18 by one day and still finishing high school. That is where we lived for the first two years of my life. I don’t recall anything from that time but I’ve frequently gone back to the house, until recently. The house itself is not within the city limits of Calumet; it is alongside Lake Superior. The road going to it passes by the soccer fields and slopes down the longest hill i 've ever seen towards the lake. The road appears to go directly into the lake, but turns sharply left at the bottom. Along the right side of the road is Buck’s Park, and along the left is the Boyscouts Park and lots of woods. The house is just 150 meters from the sharp turn. It sits just along the top of a cliff that descends to a constantly changing beach. The beach is the best part of the house even though the water is freezing. The house itself is greenish-gray in color and lies hidden at the end of a winding drive. There is only one story to …show more content…
In the tree house there was a boogey board which I frequently used. Whenever a large storm came in I would take the board and go charging into the foaming water. The waves would thrash me around and were extremely cold, but I still loved it. The beach was usually made of large rocks that extended into the water for a couple yards, but some years the current would leave it all sand. Tocks defined it as my beach though. Right at the bottom of the steps there were two big rocks with a small crack between that I would lie in. There was also a rock like a horse saddle and one that stuck out of the water for diving. On warm days I remember lying in the hot sand until I couldn’t bear the heat, then running into the cool water- pure joy! My dog would always run into the water, too, then run around me and spray me with wet