Growing up in the South, Memorial Day weekend meant one thing: the pool was open. I was a proud pool rat. I spent my days consuming fried chicken and slushies on my parents’ bill. I was an adequate member of the swim team. I got chummy with the lifeguards (special perks, y’all) until I could become one myself. Yes, summers were all about the life aquatic, and Memorial Day was the gateway.
So what better way to welcome the upcoming holiday weekend than with photos of some gorgeous pools lifted right from the pages of past D Home issues. These lucky people don’t even have to wait for Memorial Day to take a dip. I bet they don’t have slushies though.