A Bunch of Other Memories Involving Lakes

by Chris McGinty of AccordingToWhim.com

I started writing about my lake memories. Many of the remaining memories still took place at Lake Worth, but let me step away from there for a moment, and discuss a few other lake excursions. I knew a guy named Mike when I lived in Azle, Texas. I guess my friendship with him caused some issues, because he was originally my brother’s friend, but he started hanging out with me more. My brother got mad at me later when it seemed like the same thing was happening with another friend of his, but it never really occurred to me that because they were hanging out with me that they were additionally not hanging out with him.

My mom didn’t really like Mike, and she tried to convince me not to continue my friendship with him. I ignored her. Mike and I never really got into too much trouble… well, there was the field of dry grass that we accidentally caught on fire. And to be fair, my memory is failing me at the moment, so that may not have even been Mike. It was definitely me though. Whoever it was with me, we were playing around by catching the dried blades of grass on fire and then stamping them out. As I stated in another post, the problem with kids is that it starts out cautious, and then it gets braver and braver. We started letting it burn a little longer each time before we stamped it out until that time where the stamping didn’t really seem to be doing much good, so we ran. There were witnesses though, so we still got in trouble.

That’s not really Summetime Funtime though, more like Summertime Delinquency. Mike and I went to Eagle Mountain Lake with his mom and his super pregnant aunt. She surely had a summer birth. The only thing I really remember about that lake trip, other than my mom was mad that my brother wasn’t invited, was that Mike and I spent a good amount of our time in the lake out at the ropes that were the farthest you were supposed to swim.

A story involving a lake and hanging with my dad as a teenager was going tubing with one of his work buddies. There were holds for two people on the tube we were using, so we both got out and had a great time.

I once went with my friend Matt and his wife at the time out onto Lake Ray Hubbard. At the time, I had my two oldest kids living with me, so I got to take them along. It was a fun time, even if I don’t have any amazing stories to tell about it. It was just a relaxing day on the lake. Someone should write a song about a relaxing time on the lake.

Waaktaar – Manmade Lake

So let’s go back to Lake Worth memories. In 1994, Miguel and I got to run into Lake Worth as part of the chase scene for Summer Project ’94. Everything about that last sentence feels redundant. We went to a park that we’d picked out by the lake, and we did a segment where the chase took us onto the slide and the bars, followed by us running into the lake to presumably swim all the way to the Trinity River. Miguel actually got a message from someone pointing out that there’s no way to swim to the Trinity River from Lake Worth. Then again, we had a sword fight with 2-Liter Dr. Pepper bottles, so I’m not sure we were going for realism.

Just prior to shooting that scene there had been a heavy rainfall. The lake was higher than it normally is, and there was a picnic table far enough out that we could wade to it, but still swim in the water around us. This allowed us to get an overhead shot of us swimming in Lake Worth.

So let’s shift gears a little bit here. Nathan, please give the audience a warning.

The following tales are NSFW, so please don’t read them really loud as your co-workers walk to the copier.

Now we’re going to get into Summertime Sextime. If my kids are reading this, it’s not me having the sex in this story, so you’re safe.

Miguel had an odd experience one night with our friend Chris Modester, who also appeared in our public access show. Modester didn’t have a driver license for a couple of years after high school, so we were often picking him up and hanging out. One night, Miguel took him to pick up a woman that Modester had a hookup date with. They went somewhere public and dark, and she said to Modester, in front of Miguel, “You just want to fuck right here?” I don’t remember if they did fuck right there, but I know that Miguel was just amazed that Modester had the ability to hookup like that.

Flash forward a couple of summers, and a co-worker of mine tells me a similar story having to do with a man and a woman who had just started working with us. Apparently, they had gone somewhere together after work, and they got a little exhibitionist on him. Again, I don’t remember the extent of what he got to witness, but he told me all about it. He also told me that he had plans to go swimming at Lake Worth with them after work, and that I should go with them. So I did. There might have been some hope for skinny dipping, since it was late at night, but it didn’t happen quite that way.

They were being pretty exhibitionist on the way out to the lake. It was like they couldn’t stand having been stuck at work all that time not being able to touch each other sexually. We got to the lake, and we were talking. Then they said they would be right back. It was about five minutes when my co-worker suggested we should go check on them. We both had a suspicion that they might be making out, because it just didn’t seem reasonable that they both decided to go poop in the woods together. We get to the edge of the trees, and she’s on the picnic table in the clearing and he’s fucking her. We watched for a minute and then my co-worker got a little freaked out. He didn’t want them to stop hanging out with him, because we had checked on them and saw some stuff. I have a feeling that they wouldn’t have minded, given that they could have waited until they got home to do it rather than doing it out in the open like that.

When they came back, my co-worker actually got that whole talking too much thing going on that may have made them suspect that we’d seen them. The other reason I don’t think they minded being seen is because the next thing that happened is that we all stripped to our underwear and went swimming. They weren’t exactly shy.

I’m sure there are other tales of hanging out at the lake, but the only other Lake Worth story I can think of was in the dead of winter, and I was at a guard post at a nearby storage yard. It was that much colder at that post though because of the lake being so close. Neither Summertime nor Funtime, so this seems like a good place to stop.

Chris McGinty is a blogger and former pyromaniac who got over that fire shit sometime around the time that he caught that field on fire. Now he spends his time not catching things on fire. His future projects involve not burning things.