October 16, 2009

• Childhood Memories

  Sorry it took so long to get back at you. My day job has decided to keep me busy. How dare they? Don't they know I have a Blog to maintain? AS IF.

  Well as rack my brain there are boatloads of memories I can put in here. I am gonna share a few.

  1.Growing up there was this guy in the neighborhood named Phil. He drove a mint green pick up truck. He used to drive up the street and all the kids would light up because we knew it was ice cream time. About 20 of us would hop into the bed of his pick up truck and off we go. That type of stuff don't happen these days. If I did that in my neighborhood. There would be at least a dozen phone calls to the local sheriff's office and I would be flogged.

  2. Kick the can, Relievio, Man hunt, Flashio Relive. You name it, if there was a game I played it and I excelled. I could, run, hide, climb, sneak and just plain vanish. I was a 5 tool player.

  3. My summer vacations. With the exception of the Summer of 81 in North Dakota. Snuff and Gail would load up the beachwagon and take us to the Elms in Manchester NH. This place holds a special place in my heart. Not only was it an awesome resort with everything to do, but I was born there in June of 1970. Still can't figure out why mom was on vacation while 8 months pregnant with me. The place had everything a kid could want and my family was treated like royalty. Vacations were never the same after the main house burned down. My most fondest memory of it was there was a rumor that Big Foot was seen in the heavily wooded area behind the softball field. So what did I do. I did what any other 9 year old did I went looking for him. I still haven't found him.

  4. From about 10 to 14 was a tough time for me. Neighborhood kids made fun of me at a record clip. I was your typical kid growing up played until the sun went down and didn't bathe. I remember one time after I showered I got out and my mother said go back in and take the other layer off. I was constantly heckled. I got the "Choppa stink like a goat choppa look like a pig." There was one girl who did it the most. I remember seeing her a few years back begging for spare change because she was a crack whore. Talk about turn around. I also had a brother who poked fun at me a lot as well. Needless to say these days he showers as much as. He don't he is gross.

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