I had a buddy who lived down the street from myself and others as a kid and all of us played street hockey at least once a week. While his parents had the money to drive him 45 minutes down the road to hockey games and practices multiple times a week, my parents did not. Honestly, I can’t imagine how my single mother could have done more than she did. I appreciate her importantly and she would have done anything to see myself and others in hockey leagues if it had been at all reasonable. In my friend’s case, he had both parents in the same household and each of them had a good task. With combined incomes, they were comfortable but apparently still middle class by all estimates. One thing about their modern home that made myself and others extremely jealous was their gorgeous in-ground swimming pool. Despite having access to a pool at all times, my buddy rarely wanted to use it. I don’t know I’ve ever had a buddy who owned a pool and used it less than that outdated childhood buddy of mine back in the day. For decades I wanted a swimming pool, but my impatience caused myself and others to split a ton of corners when it finally came time to put in the pool. The first mistake I made was not hiring a professional pool contractor to build it for me. They would have known that the groundwater this close to the beach is extremely salty and prone to corroding any steel rebar used to reinforce the concrete in my swimming pool. They legitimately would have used galvanized steel rebar tie wire instead of the black bar steel rebar that I used by mistake.