SepteRemember: John #1
John is about 18 months younger than me. One of my first memories of John is sitting together by the side of the road waiting for the school bus to deliver our older siblings back from their day away from home. We would play in the dirt and hang out by the mailbox of our rural red brick multistorey house in Virginia. The olders would jump off the bus and we'd all run inside for an after-school snack.
It's possible I'm making most of that up as I was probably only four.
Yeah, that sounds fun but I don't remember that...
ReplyDeleteI suppose you also don't remember losing my black barbie doll family in the big puddle in the circle drive behind the house, do you? No, I'm sure that was Mike.
ReplyDeleteNope, sorry, don't remember that either. I remember making mud pies in the big puddle in the driveway in MI but nothing about the drive in VA.
ReplyDeleteI do love mudpies!
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