My childhood was more fun than 2-dollar-lap-dance-night down at the County Line strip club. This was a magical time before cell phones showed up and gave our parents the ability to change their minds on whether or not we were allowed to have a good time that day. Back then your parents would tell you to be back by supper time, and as soon as you got out of their sight you were free as a library book.
Yes, I spent much of my childhood in a tree, reading a book or knee-deep in creekwater, trying to dam the stream so I could have a swimming hole of my very own. (The cows usually destroyed anything I built -- those hooves could pulverize Mordor.) Only hand-held device I had was either a fishing rod or a pocket knife. (I was a tomboy.)
I didn't have a perfect childhood; I was bullied mercilessly. But I didn't have to worry about being shot at school. I didn't think of taking a weapon to school because I was bullied; we didn't have one. It was the 60s and 70s and guns were not as easy to get as ice cream. I live in Texas and as I listen to state politicians talk about "mental health" versus sensible gun laws, I don't know whether to scream or cry. I do both. Thank you as always for you meaningful words.
Is Superman ice cream in Georgia the same as the one in Michigan? Because the handful of things I miss from the 7 years I lived in MI is Superman ice cream, which tasted a lot like Trix cereal.
I appreciate this, Corey. My childhood, though not perfect, wasn't filled with the kind of shit like being afraid of getting killed in my own classroom.
Yes, I spent much of my childhood in a tree, reading a book or knee-deep in creekwater, trying to dam the stream so I could have a swimming hole of my very own. (The cows usually destroyed anything I built -- those hooves could pulverize Mordor.) Only hand-held device I had was either a fishing rod or a pocket knife. (I was a tomboy.)
“Free as a library book.” What an amazing turn of a phrase. I know you write for you but you really do have a gift.
I didn't have a perfect childhood; I was bullied mercilessly. But I didn't have to worry about being shot at school. I didn't think of taking a weapon to school because I was bullied; we didn't have one. It was the 60s and 70s and guns were not as easy to get as ice cream. I live in Texas and as I listen to state politicians talk about "mental health" versus sensible gun laws, I don't know whether to scream or cry. I do both. Thank you as always for you meaningful words.
You have me in tears. The good kind. The I remember when kind. Beautiful
Is Superman ice cream in Georgia the same as the one in Michigan? Because the handful of things I miss from the 7 years I lived in MI is Superman ice cream, which tasted a lot like Trix cereal.
I appreciate this, Corey. My childhood, though not perfect, wasn't filled with the kind of shit like being afraid of getting killed in my own classroom.