The Sea Was Wet As Wet Could Be

May, 1967

The Sea Was Wet as Wet Could BeI felt we made an embarrassing contrast with the open serenity of the scene around us. The pure blue of the sky was unmarked by a single cloud or bird, and nothing stirred on the vast stretch of beach except ourselves. The sea, sparkling under the freshness of the early-morning sun, looked invitingly clean. I wanted to wade into it and wash myself, but I was afraid I would contaminate it.We are a contamination here, I thought. We're like a group of sticky bugs craw...