My mind often wonders back to the simpler times when as a kids the only worry i had was if my chain would stay on my bike or not, I can still smell the fire burning in the other room while i lay in bed hoping they would cancel school. The aroma of wood burning and the smell of breakfast cooking was enough to coax me out from under the warm covers and run to warm myself in front of the potbelly stove which by now was glowing red in the dim room we all gathered in the mornings. Always making sure to turn just before my jeans got to hot to take sear my legs. Riding the bus up old route three weaving around curves so bad you wanted to sleep but the bus was so crowded you was afraid to breath because you were packed in so tight. Remembering gathering in the cafeteria to eat breakfast of chocolate milk and those sticky but sweet donuts man life was good as a kid!
Posted on: Tue, 13 Jan 2015 21:40:03 +0000
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