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256 pages, Paperback
First published November 1, 1995
Skipping Stones
This is about as much fun as I remember ever having when I was a kid - skipping stones. I practiced and got good at it. Twelve or thirteen skips was pretty good. I remember searching the shore for a certain round, smooth stone that felt just about perfect - but wasn't, as it turned out. But there was always another stone, and another chance at a personal best.
YOUNG BOY: I got three skips.
Who can say why this is so satisfying? It just is. "To sink like a stone" is the expression. But, if you do it right, it doesn't sink. Not right away. It hops and leaps and sails and pit-a-pats across the water.
I was sure back then that the next stone would be better. And the one after that better still. Stone-skippers have to be eternal optimists.
You can think deep thoughts while you're skipping stones, if you like. Or you can just make the stones plink and fly.
An idle moment is an American Moment, too.