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What’s The Most Poignant Memory You Carry From Childhood?

In 21st Century Culture, Daily Musings, Excerpts of Prose, FOR YOUR CONSIDERSTION, NEW! on February 9, 2011 at 6:22 PM
ANSWER TO A FORMSPRING QUESTION

Oooooo….that is tough. I think it’s coming outside on a warm spring day to see my father in his white t-shirt and khaki pants pushing the lawn-mower in our backyard. The National Anthem was playing at the prep school across the street which meant a lacrosse game was about to happen. I just remember the way the world felt–electrified by a magic only children can sense–and I asked my father if I could go play with Matt, the little boy 9 months my senior, who lived in the house behind us. I ran across the backyard, past the swing set and two oak trees, opened the gate of the red fence separating the two neighboring homes and along the path to the side screen door. His mom was making her famous banana bread. She had beautiful, thick red hair. Matt was sitting at the kitchen table eating cereal. He wanted to show me the new He-Man action figures he got and we played with them while the banana bread finished baking. My mother came over with my little brother and then the five of us went to go watch the last half of the lacrosse game. Matt and I got to sit on the stone wall and play with our action figures, as we cheered on the local boys high school. Afterwards, we went back to our house and had a bar-b-que. Our parents sat around the table on the patio and talked while we played on the swing set and hammock. I got the idea to put the speakers of the stereo into the window and Matt helped me while Chris watched. Then we blasted the TOP GUN Soundtrack and ran around the yard until the sun set and we ate hot dogs. Afterwards, Matt, Chris and I played one of our favorite made-up games: Car Light Tag (we’d wait for a car to come down the street and then race to hide in the shadows before its headlights caught us.) We shared a happy childhood together and all have many memories like this one. Ask any one in either family, and we’ll all say the same thing: we are very lucky to know such a special time.

Home Movie, Hard Hat, Dressage Ribbons

"Don't use up the battery before my Walk-Trot, Daddy!"

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