I often feared drowning in a flood as a child because we lived near the river. It was a conclusion I came to all by my nine-year-old self that I never checked out with the many adults in my life.
My father worked two jobs and was very seldom home. He seemed very far away and unavailable. But somehow I created the fantasy that since he was in the Navy; he could swim and would save us if and when the flood came. I remember falling soundly back to sleep in this far away fantasy of this non-present rescuer.