By the time she left her job as a teacher at an elementary school in suburban New York City, Kim Lachance had already been swimming at the local pool.
She’d been a competitive swimmer for almost a decade, and she loved the experience.
But her next swim outing was going to be a different story.
Lachances boss had recently purchased a new, $1 million pool in the small community of Rockaway, a seaside suburb on Long Island, where the local population is a little over 300,000.
The local community, it turns out, also swam there regularly in the early 1990s, when it was a thriving town with a population of only 1,200.
It was a popular spot for those who wanted to enjoy the sun and cool breezes, and Lachaces boss, Richard, was one of them.
He had also bought a large swimming pool nearby, and the town’s residents had enjoyed swimming there as well, with no problem.
Richard, who lives in a gated community in suburban Woodbridge, New Jersey, said he was proud to own a pool in his town, but that he had also tried to keep the swimming pool a place of safety.
But the owner of the pool in Rockaway wanted to turn it into a swimming club, and that was exactly what Richard did.
So he started looking for a pool that could accommodate more people.
So Lachays pool was transformed from a small family pool into a large indoor swimming pool, and by the time the Lachates family arrived to visit their new pool, it was packed.
One of the first people to enter was Kim Latch.
Latch is a member of the local youth club, the Young Bucks.
She was the oldest member of her family at the time, and her father, who was also a member, was not impressed.
“I was really surprised by how many people were there, and then they started showing up to see what we were doing,” she said.
“They were all very friendly, and they were having fun.”
The pool was full of young people, and there were plenty of them, with families of their own.
But most of the people were women, and most of them were wearing swimsuits.
The pool seemed a lot like a gymnasium, with a lot of stationary bikes, and a lot more people in the water.
Latching had never seen swimming at such a high level before, and in that respect, she was very impressed.
In the days leading up to her swim, she and her family had been training to take part in a group swim in a nearby swimming pool.
“There was this huge group of people,” she remembered.
“It was like, oh my God, we are going to do this,” Latch said.
The group was mostly women, with many of them being from the same family.
They all had long black hair and were dressed in black suits.
Latches father, a retired engineer, had been swimming there in the same pool for a long time.
“The pool was always very crowded, and we had to wear this mask so we didn’t breathe underwater,” she recalled.
But she was surprised to see the group, who had been there for several hours, slowly moving back into the water, even though it was still full of people.
“A lot of people were looking at us like, ‘what are you doing?'”
Instead, Latch and her husband were shocked when their friend told them to go to the back of the group. “
But the group did not.
As the group approached the back, Latches son grabbed her arm and started pulling her out of the water: “Let’s go.” “
We looked at each other and were like, this is not OK,” Lachases mother said.
As the group approached the back, Latches son grabbed her arm and started pulling her out of the water: “Let’s go.”
Latch was a little taken aback.
She told her son to hold on to her and push her toward the pool.
But his response shocked her.
“He grabbed my arm and pushed me towards the back,” she told me.
“That’s when I realized, you know what?
This is not what I thought it would be like.”
Lachands mother said that as the pool became a little more crowded, she could see more and more people coming in.
“Then I realized it was more like 20 to 30 people, maybe a hundred,” Laches mother said of the crowd at the back.
The crowd began moving in, and soon everyone was in.
But Latch knew this wasn’t the right way to proceed.
“My friend was in a panic,” she recounted.
“She was like: ‘I don’t want to do that, I don’t know what to do.'”
As she struggled to pull herself out of that crowded pool, she began thinking about what would happen to her friend.
“At first, I was really worried, because I didn’t want the people