My favorite lake would be a lake near my house back home that is called Dead Dog Lake. Legend has it that the owner of that property some years ago was a very lonely person. After his wife passed away, he was left with only his three-legged dog. He didn’t have very many friends either. So one day, while he was walking his dog, his dog slipped and fell into the lake. The man, afraid to lose another dear friend immediately jumped into the lake after his dog, which couldn’t swim because he was missing a leg. The owner also was not a talented swimmer, and while attempting to save his dog, the both of them were drowned. That is why the lake is named Dead Dog Lake.
The reason this is my favorite lake, is because almost every activity I did was around the lake. I played T-ball in the field right next to the lake when I was very young. My boy scout troop met in a building on the edge of the lake every week. When I ran cross country, many of our runs took us alongside the lake. I have been fishing there as well, although I never caught anything in that lake. Our high school football stadium was located just across the road from Dead Dog Lake, where I spent many Friday nights and spring days watching football and practicing for Track and Field. This lake held a pivotal point literally in my hometown and I have many, many fond memories of it.
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