Big guy brother of my love I remember meeting you ten years ago in B’ham you were driving an old truck Walter called you Fred Sanford… I remember you hugging each other brothers, almost twins we joked, taunted, teased but underneath, pure love we both loved to talk to cook we were both loud we […]
Source I remember being young and single Going wherever the wind blew me Hanging out with friends until 4 am Falling in together after work meeting at a restaurant then moving to bar or club no deadlines no curfews no one to answer to, go home to a free spirit a kite surrounded by so many […]
Photo from Scenic Script My Mom used to wake us up each morning with a loud and sing songy “Rise and Shine!”
Source music can bring you back to a different place, time a saw a friend from high school days she reminded me of our mutual appreciation of Supertramp I started listening to the songs and it was instantly 1979 I was 16 big hair, Dittos jeans, Candies shoes football games, proms and disco dancing […]
Photo Credit: Luisa Spriggs-Bonilla His face would travel through a range of emotions Concerned and serious Listening intently to what I was saying Softening in recognition, understanding And then erupting into one of his big smiles And laughter When I was a teen I was headstrong, often foolish But he was one of the adults […]
One of my friends gave me this book this year. Each year you add your card you send out and record family memories. This is right up my alley. 🙂
My Dad died when I was 18. In many ways I had way too little time with him. But what an impact he made on my life! He was a very vibrant person. He was likeable because he liked people and was very social. He could talk to and relate to anyone, no matter their […]
Source I sure do remember this!
Source One night it rained really hard at home. We lost our power for an hour and a half. I lit candles and we sat in silence. My husband said that when he was a child his grandmother made them sit still and quietly during thunderstorms in reverence to God. She said “Let Him do […]
Source I am a child of the sixties. And when I say that I mean literally a child. I was born in 1963. That made me too young to be a hippie but I was definitely influenced by them. I wore bellbottoms in elementary school. I had black power and peace sign necklaces. I dressed […]
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