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My family used to come to Penticton every summer in the early 60s. I was always freaked out if I swam through weeds thinking he might be lurking beneath  them. Now when I look at the beautiful lake, shimmering in the sun, I think of him as our local, friendly, lake urchin and still below the surface, but just getting on in years like me and swimming a little slower.

Teresa Cove



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