Lake Purdy

When my little brother and I were young, our neighborhood swimming hole was called Lake Purdy. We would stay out there until we caught the lightening bugs at dusk. My little brothers birthday is the first day of Spring, March 21. He was killed on March 24th in a motorcycle accident, ten years ago this year. He was 32 for 3 days. Lake Purdy is dedicated to Bobby, and all the adventures we had as children. The jars of lightening bugs, bicycles, and playing tag with the neighborhood gang.