I Miss:
waking up as a kid dragging a blanket out to the front lawn and laying in the sun as I woke up..
the house I grew up in has a forest behind it, beyond our fence opened up to a whole new world lots of playing on the homemade bridges covering the river. playing cowboys and Indians all the neighborhood kids getting along playing for hours..finding arrow heads, dreaming of how things must of been back then.
as a very youngin I remember my mother dressing me in foo foo tights ruffle across the bum pretty shoes and some sort of ruffle crap dress, she got me dressed before herself and well off I went out to the forest walking across a fallin tree across river and in I went! I remember getting into trouble for that one!
people riding horse back in town and no one giving it a second look.
the noon whistle that could be heard throughout town.
oh how I miss being a kid!
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