scars
I wasn’t sure why it happened. I didn’t know what I did wrong. I didn’t know why he picked me. I was in second or third grade. It was the Euclid house. It happened at least twice a week. My walk home path from school …
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The smell of a memory
I took the dropper out of the bottle. The bottle was dark brown with a white label. I put half a dropper full in the palm of my hand. I gently rubbed my hands together and then applied the oil to my face. I was …
kid lessons
The scar was small, but wide in the middle. It was about an inch long, left leg, upper thigh. It was faint, yet the memories remained as if it happened yesterday. It was the Euclid house. I was around 8 years old. My sister, Wendy, …
would you like some fresh apricots?
I got a message today. “Morning neighbor…would you like some fresh apricots :)” Of course I would. We love apricots. The message was from Mary Jo. She and her husband and daughter live in the Asbury house. The log house. The house Sandy was living …
right here, right now
How long? How long are you going to do those meal replacement shakes? How long? How long before you wake up one day and think of all the things that have passed you by because you were busy chasing a less than ideal body. A …
Adventures in station wagons
We had two station wagons. I mean my brother, Jeff, had two station wagons. One was green and one was black. Old ones. Crappy looking ones. The green one was nicer than the black one. A little. Station wagons were popular at that time. Mom also drove …
It was “this” big
“That rat was huge,” he said. “It was THIS big without the tail,” he said as he held his outstretched hands in front of his chest. It was the Prospect house. It was warm out. I remember not wearing coats. I remember it being nice …
City Pool, Chicken Shack and Suckers
It was the summer. It was the Prospect house. Could have been the in between house, the Central house. I can’t remember for sure. It doesn’t really matter. It may have been 4th or 5th grade. Summers were hot when we were kids. Extremely hot. We went …
June 3, 2000
I went there today. I went and looked at the lone tree standing on the property. The maple tree. I looked at the river and watched it flow. I could feel you there. I could sense you. I miss living in the house “on the …