The Endless Fascination of Water

Sept. 01, 1958
Sept. 01, 1958

Table of Contents
Sept. 1, 1958

The Fight
Tip From The Top
Horse Racing
19th Hole: The Readers Take Over
Pat On The Back

The Endless Fascination of Water

Watching his children and some of their friends at play in a shaded stream near Croton, N.Y., Photographer Smith, whose camera has a poet's eye, rediscovered the endless fascination with water that is fresh in every child in every generation. There are games and toys all year around, of course, but in summer there is the water. In a pool or pond or lake or sea, or even flowing by, it is always there, inviting. The water is a mystery to be solved, an excitement to the touch, something for long, long thoughts.

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The hot ride is over and the smell of water is sweet...and a little girl is ready

Cool prints on a hot rock, the mark of happy feet skipping after joy and finding it in simple wetness

Running and splashing—dripping bodies tingling with delight. The trees are green, the shade is cool and peaceful—and there's water

Wet and clear, familiar certainly—but is it cold, is it good, does it hurt? The answers are important, the attitudes of a lifetime are involved. Is the water a friend?

Where does it come from—up from the bottom? Why does it hold my picture, and does the picture go clear through, all the way?

I can sit here all day and Mommy doesn't mind. I can see everybody, but they can only see my nose and my head. I can stay here all day, the water is as nice as my bed